As she came to the end of her lifespan

She reflected on how it began

All she asked

Before she passed 

Was please don’t vote for the orange man

 

 

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There was a young lady named Myrtle
To sell it quite high was their aim
There was a young fellow called Lloyd
This year has been so surreal
A girl whose father was a Miner
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