Letting In the Wannabe
She tried so hard to fit in it was funny
But her disposition was sweet and her smile was sunny
So we gave her a pass, and smiled at her lovely ass
And let her join, without token or coin.
She was the ultimate wannabee, so don’t you see…
We did what we could, to allow her to be….
A musketeer, we became four instead of three
For she worked so hard to fit in, it was truly funny!
Keep it real, we said. Her face was all red.
She knew we had allowed, and she felt rather proud.
She became kind of a pet, flying as high as a jet.
Glad that we let her in, it was a win-win.
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