When the tractor trailer passes you on your bicycle
Your heart shudders and your reptile brain cries to you,
you athlete,
you sexy environmentalist,
I want to live!
Rosie Bea went for a walk
and stopped to smell a rose
When she leaned a bit too close
a bee flew in her nose
The bee climbed high and stung the brain
inside of Rosie's head
To make a longish story short,
Rosie Bea is dead.
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