Sweet Coraline
You were dealt a bad hand
Cancer was never grand
The day you turned thirty
The call came in ten times the hurty
You were quite brave
And new how to behave
You said that it was fine
That was your approach sweet Coraline
The battle was not as easy
But there you stood strong even when queasy
You never got to dance with your dad
He made the best of what you had
Never easy to take it all in
But you said I'm fine, cards dealt, I win
As the last words, you spoke
Superman broke
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