"You have a hot heart for such cold deeds."

"You have a hot heart for such cold deeds."
"Maybe the deeds wouldn't have been so cold if your own heart would have been a little hotter."
"Well, if you deeds had been a little hotter, maybe my heart would be hotter too. But you...you are stone cold. You're dirty & cheap too. Your dirty deeds were done dirt cheap.
But...you shook me, you shook me all night long. I'm...I'm thunderstruck, and now I'm on the highway to hell, back in black and ready to ring hell's bells. Who made who, eh?
But how was I to know that she's been dealt with before?
Obviously the cards were stacked against me, so I made a feeble excuse and backed out of the room, knocking over drinks and apologizing as I went. As soon as I'd cleared the
Plasticene Horse Bar and Grill, I went to the bee hive I was born in as a worker. The Queen asked where I had been, and I said flying by the seat of my pants. The Queen got the pun
That's rare in a Queen Bee. Maybe the royal jelly had fermented again? Or perhaps she was admiring my bulging knees filled with pollen balls & found my rejoinder clever? "Honey,
Is a precious food source for the bees. My middle name is Honey as well." I recognised that it was my duty to bring the great honey feast to the bees and their Bee Queen who liked
honey. I only had one choice, for I could not do this. I left, covering up my trail, and I was never found. The End.

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