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Susana's Melody
Susana played a flaunting tune,
That lingered near the haunting moon,
The song was tragic, sad ,and sour,
Which filled her with the darkest power,
And when her song was over and done,
She knew she had the best of fun,
For when her mother scurried in,
There was a floating violin.
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