SHE WAS A GIRL FULL OF FERVOR AND VERVE BRITTLE BUT BRAVE UNTIL HER UNTIMELY GRAVE HIGH-DE-HIGH, SHE COULD BE FUNNY AND SHY A STAND-ALONE SOUL, FAR AWAY FROM THE SHOAL
DON'T YOU THINK THAT SHE WAS HAPPY ? THOUGH SHE DIDN'T SEEM TO CARE ? I WAS IN LOVE WITH JET BAMBINI AND WHEN SHE DIED I CRIED ALL DAY
A BOOKWORM DYED-IN-THE-WOOL, SHE WAS NOBODY'S FOOL AN UNEXPECTED ATTRACTION WAS HER RECORD COLLECTION SHOO-BE-DOO, SHE STRUMMED A PUNK GUITAR, TOO SHAKIN' HER STRAND IN A GARAGE GIRL BAND
SHE WAS A GIRL ALWAYS READY TO TWIRL SHE HOUSED A RUNAWAY CAT NAMED \"JACK KEROUAC\" LA-DEE-DAH, A SECRET COMIC-STRIP-STAR SHE PAINTED AND DREW HER PRIVATE CARTOON-ZOO