Variant regina

I lay in a  sweet bed of flowers ,why?
I had to use a spray to help my heart
There was no wall or seat to use nearby

I have a kind of migraine,not my eye;
The artery  constricts and blood can’t dart
I lay in a  sweet bed of flowers ,was it dry?

Yes,  it seems the blood could not pass by
Although it is informed and has a chart
There was no wall or seat to use nearby

It started on the bus and I went grey
The pain  desired a knife to get real sharp
I lay in a  sweet bed of flowers ,would I die?

I  reflect and wonder if I’ll cross the bay
Where I long to sing with a Jew’s harp
There would be  lots of seats for all nearby

Jewish music  is a fearsome art
Yet Jonah’s whale  sings gently to the carp
I lay in a   neat bed of flowers ,aye.
There was no wall or seat to use nearby