bohemian boy

he’s a bohemian boy

laughed at for carrying a purse, but it’s filled with joy

he’s a bohemian boy

able to levitate ever since he traded meat for soy

he’s a bohemian boy

ever misunderstood, cunningly coy

he twirls, he spins

he blooms from within

a kid at heart

he loves to play, but he’s not a toy

oh, he’s a bohemian boy

adorned with crystals

protected by potions

underneath a crown of flowers

he has special powers

he prances about

scaring away doubt

he’s high on life

he’s not coming down

he’s a bohemian boy

hmm, maybe he’ll fall in love with troy

possibly roy?

he’s a... wait

what’s that?

oh, for now he’s choosing  joy

he’s been hurt

so he made gold from dirt

he’s a...

you know by now

he’s a melody boy

no, wait, a honeybee boy

dripping with sweet, sweet joy