Once was a pretty girl
Her name was Merriam
She was born with a smile
She used to walk in the market
Like a mermaid swimming in an ocean
She used to play in the park with her friends
Just like a bouncing ball, bouncing from every thing
She had the longest hair in town
Rather should I say longer than a gown?
She had eyes with dark shades
Which converted in a bright future.
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