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"How is she doctor?" He couldnt decide To tell them the truth? Or tell them she'd died? "I'm afraid she's dead," He said. Oh, the weeping and wailing, The crying and tears That all of their worries Were just as they'd feared. "How did she die?!" They cried. He talked of her heart, He talked of her head. Said that it could be The food shed been fed. "That's why she's dead," He said. Soon, they all went away Weary and sad Talking about The life she once had. "It's too bad she died," They sighed. Then the doc went to work, And he brought her around. When her eyes didn't open He started to frown. "I know you're not dead," He said. "I'll give you some tests," Ones that won't lie, And soon I will know Why you didn't die." But you'll wish you were dead," He said. |
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