Emma

Bum notes tossed away, what else can you do, others look on grave, forget what's not fair, life is not a pool, numbered into squares, see them try insinuate, hitch me like a mule, shown my siiky traits, not my long red hair, that makes them swoon, lets them hang there, fly against the grain, out here in the blue, they'll be 'round again, my songs ask who cares, sad so full of virtue, weep inside the circle, singing has me resonate, around a ship of fools, not you your Grace, Pheww !!!