A busy little bee, I am, I amA busy little bee. A frog, a lark, a lemon, a tree. here in Korea. Wait a minute, just lost the verse. Let me try again. A sign, a find, an orange rind A laugh, a pluck, a dumptruck full of muck A taxi stop, a bottle of booze, An early start and an early snooze Here in Korea. Damn verse. Korea, I’ll see ya in the funny papers. Kimchi, rhymes with zilchi and that’s not even a word. Oblong haze, overpass migraines and natural gas. Enough. For years, I have tried to write about Korea and my limited skills and limited resources and my limits have led me stumbling through these types of monosyllabic banter. It serves no purpose, no meter, or rhyme or reason. I have never dared to claim that I have a finger on this particular pulse.