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You can't take the buzz
outta the bee
And you can't take the want
outta Amy Leigh
Her mama fed her honey milk
whenever baby cried
Now she got a bad sweet tooth
no man can satisfy
All the boys keep tryin'
to make her keen on them
Amy Leigh kissed one or two
then tossed them right back in
Her daddy tried to beat the want
outta Amy Leigh
He just wore out his own damn hand
gave up and let her be
The preacher called her sinner
said she gonna burn in Hell
Amy Leigh just smiled real nice
and said, "Well then, I will."
Coz you can't take the buzz
outta the bee
And no one's gonna take the want
outta Amy Leigh.
submitted for Poetry Jam, The Buzz on Bees
10 comments:
what a tale eh? everyone trying to make her into something else...had a preacher once tell me i was going there...we'll see...smiles...ugh on the dad...
Many have tried, many have failed...
Rock on, girl!
She is who she is because she was smart and strong enough to choose her own path.
Great storyline, mi amiga
This is excellent! So authentic as ballad and singular in your original characterization.
What a great poem! Love the rhythm!
I love the style of this poem. And I think there is truth. Sometimes a 'being' just ain't gonna change....and that's the way it's gonna stay! Love the rhythm, and thanks for taking part in Poetry Jam.
Ooh... I love this! Thanks for jamming with us.
Great rhythm and feeling and really bought a smile to me. Makes me want to read more
This was a fun read and has a light feel though if I think about it the story is kind of a sad one.
Love this 'story' ... it needs to be put to music ... I can see it in country or bluesy versions ... so cool! Great job!
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