Little Miss Annabelle Lee
by @annabelle-lee
Miss Annabelle Lee
Such a pretty girl;
Her tall, thin frame
Her long, blonde curls
Miss Annabelle Lee
As light as a feather;
She drifts in the wind
Through the tough, stormy weather
Miss Annabelle Lee
She hates what she sees;
She's melting away
Blowing off with the breeze
Miss Annabelle Lee
Now so frail and so weak;
She needs to be thinner
But her body's calling defeat
Miss Annabelle Lee
Rest in peace, my dear friend;
You got your last wish
Now you're gone with the wind*