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Melancholy Milly (Has she EVER smiled?)
Never cracked a smile.
A dour, pallid countenance
She kept all the while.
Eyes staring straight ahead,
Never looked from side to side,
Kept all herself inside.
Children thought she was a witch,
and followed her around,
Till she would frighten them to death,
Just by quickly turning around.
Eeek!! They´d scream and run away,
Terrified of what came next,
But Melancholy Milly,
had no plans to hurt or even vex.
Her pallid face and staring eyes
were ingrained from time,
Her lonely life of solitude,
Suited her just fine.
The simple truth after all,
Was her life had been so bad,
that Melancholy Milly
Was only happy when she was sad.