Prettiest M that Could Ever Be
Merry was the prettiest M that ever could be
She was swirly and floral, a gorgeous sight to see
We tried to compliment her, but she did not hear
She was unassuming and modest, a melodious dear
She could carry a tune, marvelously melodic and fine.
Many merrymaking suiters stood next to her in a chorus line.
Each wanted attention, because Merry was totally lovely.
She was truly the prettiest M that ever could be.
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