Green Gadabout
Green gadabout, her knees grass stained.
Posthumously caretaker’s plot.
Will anyone tend to her grave?
Such lovely gardens, she refreshes.
Posthumously caretaker’s plot;
Works hard, so kind to her neighbors.
Such lovely gardens, she refreshes.
Will foul winds blow; tears wilt the soil?
Works hard, so kind to her neighbors.
Her name on a bench; a stranger.
Will foul winds blow, tears wilt the soil?
Do you hear a ghostly stirring?
Her name on a bench; a stranger.
Will anyone tend to your grave?
Do you hear a ghostly stirring -
Green gadabout, her knees grass stained…
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