A tale to tell

Just sought some friends, 

in the yellow pages, 

of those old red books. 

The good world did nothing, 

But rob and rook. 

Fought hard to get her due, 

Which she knew was given to a few.

Her fight was with those who she thought were her family 

 Her father so dear, her brother so near. 

She lost the bout,

When her meek body kissed the ground; 

Some pores drilled 

Alas! She left wearing those frocks frilled. 


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