Ring ring the poor girl dies
Surprise me if an onlooker tries
Death as if the lil one fell asleep
Right where her broom used to sweep
Would someone embrace her now
In life not but in her last vow
So little but wanted to see it clean
Yet the stains on her clothes go unseen
Don’t be mistaken by the innocence
In her sleep, death, might you sense
Ring ring the poor girl dies
Surprise me if an onlooker tries
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