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- Place a beehive on my grave
- and let the honey soak through.
- When I'm dead and gone,
- that's what I want from you.
- The streets of heaven are gold and sunny,
- but I'll stick with my plot and a pot of honey.
- Place a beehive on my grave
- and let the honey soak through.
jan 20 2014 ∞
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