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Nov 2017
She was clearly the outcast
In her sorry, backwards town
Any time she got up
They would try to bring her down
People always throwing rocks
And giving her a hassle
They figured out too late
She used stone to build her castle
Written by
Krista DelleFemine  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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