I went trippin' into the woods
I brought back a story I'm sure like you've never ever been told
It was he, me, & Drewby - yes, Drew, see - he was Nathan & I was me
We three met a denizen of the trees
Swiftly lifting nectar from a flower like a thief
From afar, Drew could hear the fluttering thing
Listen for the buzzing, the hummingbird is singing the day away
This song would surely not suffice
Drew prophesied we three would surely find the Flummoxing fowl
Our trio strolled through honey suckles
The wind to guide & hide our chuckles
We followed the whispers of the breeze
We came upon the enchanted spot
The bird of feather floating a loft
The petals of flowers shimmering green
Lo! We gazed upon the bird below
She did not heed nor fear we fellows
She fuzzily fluttered amidst our three figures
'Twas strange she did not hide in terror
To see such giants tromping hither
He spirit & ours were somehow intertwined
Now came our destiny we claimed
This bird & our blood shall be the same
It's perfectly clear - sacrifice her to the flame
'Twas Drew who caught the fluttering thing & squeezed the life right from its beak. It squeaked & creaked between his teeth. The pieces that leaked were packed in the pipe real neat. And So, we smoked the hummingbird, & ground her up into little bits. It hit harder than all the bong-hits we ever lit under slanted eyelid slits
And so, my story has been told. You might not believe me but surely you'll have a question or three. You might just disparage or call it a mirage. You might ask 'how?' or 'why?' but I say hummingbird resin don't lie
I brought back a story I'm sure like you've never ever been told
It was he, me, & Drewby - yes, Drew, see - he was Nathan & I was me
We three met a denizen of the trees
Swiftly lifting nectar from a flower like a thief
From afar, Drew could hear the fluttering thing
Listen for the buzzing, the hummingbird is singing the day away
This song would surely not suffice
Drew prophesied we three would surely find the Flummoxing fowl
Our trio strolled through honey suckles
The wind to guide & hide our chuckles
We followed the whispers of the breeze
We came upon the enchanted spot
The bird of feather floating a loft
The petals of flowers shimmering green
Lo! We gazed upon the bird below
She did not heed nor fear we fellows
She fuzzily fluttered amidst our three figures
'Twas strange she did not hide in terror
To see such giants tromping hither
He spirit & ours were somehow intertwined
Now came our destiny we claimed
This bird & our blood shall be the same
It's perfectly clear - sacrifice her to the flame
'Twas Drew who caught the fluttering thing & squeezed the life right from its beak. It squeaked & creaked between his teeth. The pieces that leaked were packed in the pipe real neat. And So, we smoked the hummingbird, & ground her up into little bits. It hit harder than all the bong-hits we ever lit under slanted eyelid slits
And so, my story has been told. You might not believe me but surely you'll have a question or three. You might just disparage or call it a mirage. You might ask 'how?' or 'why?' but I say hummingbird resin don't lie
( Flummox )
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