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She Sat

there she sat
the sun glittering on her face
through her window to the world
up and down up and down
the sun ping ponged as the days went by
her eyes strained as it jumped into the sky
her heart strained when it passed her by
jingle bells
the puppy skidded past
jingle bells
the teacher took roll call
jingle bells
the fire melted her skin
jingle bells
she died from within
jingle bells
it's christmas morn!
the day the old widowed woman was born
up turns to down
it disappears
just as quickly as the passing years
her chair never moves
her conclusion is found
and will be so
while she dissolves into the ground.

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