buzzing bumble-bee:
"where shall i go?
the past is too bad
the present is too sad
the future i can't see
to the past i can't go
the future i don't know
the present ain't for me"
along comes hungry cat
she gives bumble-bee a whack:
"to the past you go
your future is a drop or so
right now you are my snack"

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