Title:       A Buzzing Cloud of Bees
Author:      Tim Scott & Amanda Finch
Email:       TScott2533@aol.com or Chaelysq@aol.com
Website:     http://www.geocities.com/timmscott.geo/
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Summary:     Fractured Christmas Carol
Disclaimer:  They're not mine, they never will be.




To the tune of:  "Winter Wonderland"




Cell phones ring, are you listening?
Oh, the black oil is glistening.
A horrible sight, they're fleeing tonight.
Running from a buzzing cloud of bees.


Gone away are the agents,
Off to fight the contagion.
They may not survive but so far they're alive
Running from a buzzing cloud of bees.


Scully's on the phone to A. D. Skinner
Telling him where she hid the vaccine.
Mulder says, "A good thing that it's winter,
In the summer bees are really mean!"


As they drive they still bicker,
Then they both start to snicker 
They know they're in love, it took quite a shove --
Running from a buzzing cloud of bees.


Mulder says, "I want to tell your brother",
Heading south on old I-95.
She agrees, if she can tell his mother
What she'll have to do to stay alive.


All that's left is the waiting,
Which she spends calculating.
The phone interrupts, it's very abrupt:
No one has to run from clouds of bees.
No one has to run from clouds of bees.
No one has to run from clouds of bees.