Monday, November 26, 2012

once there was a girl...

Once I was an olive tree,
I lived in an olive grove,
and made olives for my Master,
until he wanted wine;

Once I was a vineyard,
making grapes to press,
fermenting Master's wine,
until he wanted milk;

Once I was a dairy cow,
milking for my Master,
until he wanted mead;

Once I was a bumblebee,
making honey for his mead,

But Master wasn't thirsty.
          and he made me


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