Sad Sick Mary Dee
Mary Dee had a mad conviction
That she’d always have a weird affliction.
Six doctors said she would likely beat it,
Encyclopedia worries though promptly heat it.
She kept a perpetual sore throat for her entire life.
Remaining a perpetual mean and unhappy wife.
Mary Dee, determined to be sick and sad.
Sorriest aunt I ever had, mean sister to my dad.
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