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 ****** 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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