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Mimi Kanawa

Mimi Kanawa lives on A sore thumb in the rain Creditor she preferred A debtor she stood like a trout to bait Hunger swallowed her so But death stung her not Being a hard row to hoe. Mimi Kanawa made a parting with the road That was so well made The price overtook her Repeatedly on this road Though nothing lasts forever Her gaze will always reign For from her timeless gaze Nothing will erase Until I tell this tale Of a fate too true to be stale

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