Hello! There my friend
How do you do, my dear.
I'm sending you a Maybee
To buzz about your ear.
Maybee now, you'll know me
Maybee now, you won't.
Maybee now, I care a heap
Maybee now I don't.
But if you do not know me
That's a forfeit to you,
You will owe someone a Maybee
That's the forfeit, it's true.
Maybee you should guess my name
Maybee now, you shouldn't,
Maybee you would like to try
Maybee now, you wouldn't.
Maybee now, you do not dare
Maybee now, you do,
Maybee now, you will just sit down
And write a Maybee, too.
Foolscapes fly in April
During the full of the moon,
Maybee's fly in Maytime
June bugs fly in June.
Yet, if I received a letter
Whether, April, May, or June,
I'm sure that I'd be tickled pink.
As roses, when in bloom.
So when you receive this Maybee
And you get the buzzy blues,
For a little change of thought
Think of me, and my big shoes.
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