Once upon a fuzzy sound,
There's a tickle, there's a whisper,
Like the gentle sighing of a mouse,
Wrapped in the arms of cozy noise.
Have you heard the story of the gentle bees,
Buzzing softly through the cracks of a sleepy screen?
They hum and they click in secret symphony,
Telling tales of sunshine and starlit dreams.
Whispers from beneath the ocean of wires,
Little fishies swimming in lines of magic dire.
They tell silly secrets or sometimes laugh a bit,
As we gather these moments and quietly sit.