Lulus Constant Dysphoria
Lulu’s constant dysphoria took me down
She was known as downhearted all over town
She has been in mourning since 1962
Forlorn and miserable, is Little Lu.
I run from her sorrow others told me
But doesn’t that add to her misery?
Save yourself, my relatives said.
She is determined to be depressed until she’s dead.
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