Polly Urethane

Polly Urethane Girl with a peculiar name Born into the oddest of times She walks through the fields Picking flowers at will Tying them in bundles of rhyme She then takes to the street Corner of Humble and Meek And gives flowers to the societally blind Polly Urethane The girl with a peculiar name Looks at life and just has to laugh Polly she knows The silly world never slows Here and gone in a flash Polly she tries To take it in stride Though at times she doesn't understand She's here to save all that's right To the tune of delight Played by a number nine piece magical band Marching Main Street Near the corner of Humble and Meek Where Polly stands, flowers in hand Polly Urethane Girl with a peculiar name Born into the oddest of times