Aurora Abby Anderson
Is slipping through the cracks again
Her hopes and dreams they came and went
She didn't even make a dent
The succulence they represent
Is fine and fresh and evident
So prosecute the president
Condone the lost experiment
Confine the sweet tragedienne
Aurora Abby Anderson
She's wading in the drowning pool
Surrounded by the miniscule
She'll slip the crown on April's fool
And skins the snake in Sunday school
Cantankerous and supercool
Her guttbucket is fool of drool
Set fire to all of Istanbul
Let all the twisted wreckage rule
Aurora Abby Anderson
Is winding round her mind again
She['s lost the battle won the war
She stuck inside forevermore
Where everyone is such a bore
Her ginger gown kisses the floor
And fans the flames with lion roars
The tortured queen of mind made wars
The duchess of mad metaphors
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