sat on a deucey
eating her porridge and milk
along came a spider
who limped right beside her
and vomited junk in the trunk
she bled from the waist
her body a waste
but her soul was too strong to give up
she left town one morning
to happiness gloating
i'm free, now leave me alone
the bus driver said
with a tulip in his head
your baggage is too much for this ride
so lucy walked on
she wasn't going to stop far
her home had shining lights in autumn
it took her not too long to get to her home
ooolala LA bound in the heat
made a desert weep
so thats what happened to lift leg lucy
she was lucky and mild, no time for a child
until one day the right one she meets
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