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• Artiste: Sycamore Smith
• Titre: The Honey Creeper
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I cooked up some eels in eel broth And I threw in some honey from the Sycamore Bees Poured it all into a horse trough And I mixed in some sap from the Figmoron Tree I boiled it from morning till noon A thick cloud of smoke hung in the air A nearby horse breathed in the fumes And it turned him to glue, right then and there As it cooled, I admired my brew It was milky and murky and nicely charred I dropped in a ladle, snapped it in two-- My batch of hooch was a little too hard -------- Honey Creeper, Honey Creeper Leaving a mess for the Reaper to clean Honey Creeper, Honey Creeper Oozing away from the grim murder scene -------- 'Twas then that an angel appeared And told me, "Don't do it, don't think it" And then it turned into a demon who sneered And said "No, I'm just kidding--I want you to drink it" So I chipped with a hammer and chisel And I chopped it like mad with a pick But I couldn't even shoot off a chunk with my pistol So I put my face in the trough and licked I swallowed it down and it knocked me flat-- I mean I was just half an inch tall I was laid out like a welcome mat With my insides and outsides completely dissolved -------- Now that my skeleton's collapsed I can go any place that I please I can squeeze through the narrowest of gaps I could slide under a puddle of grease Now I don't mean to make you feel queasy And I don't want to cause you to retch But I find that hunting you humans is easy-- You're all so clumsy, you're simple to catch Oh, if I find you asleep with your lover I think that it's just fair to warn you That I will be joining you under the covers To wrap you both up, so I can absorb you...