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That Old Lady

PASSING BY AN OLD MANSION I SAW A LADY OLD,
WITH THE EYES AND FACE BOLD,
HER EYES SEEMED TO BE GOLD,
AFTER LOOKING AT HER MY COURAGE WAS SOLD.

SHE CRIED," CAN YOU HELP ME?"
HELP ME AS I CANNOT SEE,
I'LL GIVE YOU BUNS AND CUP OF TEA,
ONCE YOU HELP ME I'LL LET YOU BR FREE.

I CAN HELP YOU IN ANYWAY,
I CAN DO WHATEVER YOU SAY,
SUDDENLY DARKNESS CAME IN FRONT OF MY EYES,
I WAS NOT ABLE TO FIND THE DISAPPEARED DAY.
                                        - VERONICA

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