Leave me alone

I'm on the phone

I wish you'd only

Leave me alone



Tripping over Rover, he landed in clover

With bees stinging his face and his hands

Running back inside, he attempted to hide

But they saw the direction he ran



Alone in a closet he noticed some droplets

That were begining to cover his clothes

Worse than the bleeding, he started beating

Bees that were stinging his eyes and his nose



Running outside he tripped as he tried

To lure the bees back into the hive

His leg was broken but he started hoping

Bees would respond to a melody so

He started whistling a tune making mistle-

toe reminisce in the back in his mind

Then suddenly there was nothing to see

The bees had blended into summertime



Jingle Bells made a minute from hell

Dissipate as my daddy cried