Ring around the rosy
Pocketful of posy
She towered at the microphone
Heels adding even more height
Deep voice and soul
Filled with mother love
She sang proud
A-tissue a-tissue
We all fall down
Much shorter this time,
Buckled onto wheeled chair
Joy came with her
A smile, a giggle,
Joking joking joking
Then "I've always wanted to play violin"
My fiddle instantly thrust forth
But "Another day, when there are fewer people
To be embarrassed in front of"
fishes in the water
Fishes in the sea
We jump back up with a one - two -
The promised festival arrived,
No more than three days after,
But not her.
She never arrived.
She never arrived anywhere ever again.
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