Two tears dripped She held the cup from which she sipped Parallel and equally heavy That fell from a cloud she could not levy
From the taunting and teasing They called nothing more than appeasing She was big named a pig They drew her tears Until she could not hear
She painted her face Dressed herself in lace she never had a chance to feel beautiful Until she was dull She took her last breath And tears drowned her to death
Don’t be mean to the big girl, she is just as sad as the skinny one.