Beetown

Like a one-note mind's Fool loudly humming
You can hear a distance away
Ear-shakes and buzzing.
Sky cries, stars fall, Beetown signals
To the ground they call.

  
I hear to stars, hums a good meal
Hitting our way, they'll fill up a field,
Come here Jewels - the Bees'
Making-wagon; W?? wagons attached
Back belt look rolling.		  

The wind gets bigger, the Sky it shakes;
It can blow off stars
It can blow off ground pegs.
Everyone with a Ground-pie now
Dragging behind them around Beetown.

  
Don't hang your heads -
Stars won't neck adorn;
Once the stars fall down,
The next Generation may be born.
Listen, ye People -
You can not cry or laugh
When we sell star Jewelry, the North
Of America we'll own half.		  
After everyone had
Bee-stings to cover a hill,
Bees got more useful
On a cooking-grill