The Day We Lost Cassandra
they lost Cassandra, their girl child on a breezy autumn day
I have looked all over said her worried absentee Daddy Jay
Her mother asked where are the cats? They will show you the way
Cassandra was under the bed, reading a book on this happy Tuesday.
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