Whither Drips the Sweet Honey

            

Who siphoned my dear money?

I don’t know, I don’t know!

Whither drips the sweet honey?

I don’t know, I don’t know!

All the sums and subs I dissect

It’s correct, it’s correct

All the paper work, I check

It’s perfect, it’s perfect

Don’t you smell anything funny?

I can’t show, I can’t show!

Do your eyes suffer from cataract?

Can’t they perceive the hard fact?

Like an African mammoth it stands

Is the wise head buried in sands?

Is it covered with grain gunny?

Make no row, make no row!

Mine and me are superbly fine

If one wants to swallow or dine

Goats and lambs live on grass

They can never be a tabled class

Make your hay when it is sunny

Otherwise who on earth can grow!

Jealousy if you wish you may feel

I’m getting my well-planned deal

Let the dollars drop here or there

I darn care, it’s right and fair

Planets halt not their journey

You can only tow, can only tow!

Xavier Bage

Sunday, June 10, 2018