I will be a bumblebee
With my mouth full of power
Wearing a fresh smell of perfume every day
In my colorful summer shirt
I will carry my sword
Like a royal prince
I will display my sting with pride
Polished steel
Ready to instill fear
Among my subjects
I will party in the royal gardens
Served by the most beautiful waiters
Bottles of the most exquisite nectar champagne
With their exotic taste
Exciting my mood
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