A bee was buzzing away
For most of the hours of the day
Said he “I’m sure you’ll agree
Being idle is free
But soon with your hunger you’ll pay”
A man was killed with a knife
And suspicions pointed to his wife
She paid a large fee
Her lawyer got her free
Now she’s off living the good life
I need a new home
Offers, rejections, lost hope
Enough to lose mind
Ultrasonic squeaks
Of winged rodents in the air
Bats are out hunting
Referencing papers
Years of work into sub-script
Felonious work
The grey sea gurgles
Heaving with slight summer waves
As the train goes by
Poorly chosen words
Picked by non-native speakers
Culled by harsh red ink
A new home is sought
Many places are looked at
Most are found wanting
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