Miss Mary LoonA Poem by Not here
Mary's just a little girl;
Mary really wants a friend. Her whole life has been a whirl, a tornado without end. Tossed between her parents quickly, after they divorced so soon, life has always been quite tricky for little Miss Mary Loon. Suitcase never quite unpacked while she walks along in life. At her father's home she's whacked and her mother's full of strife. Mary grew up very poorly, never really had a home. After waking up she sorely decided that she should roam. Miss Mary Loon packed up her bags, now a lonely eighteen years. Dressed only in her mother's rags, Mary Loon faced all her fears. Many problems she encountered there, in a life that's split in two. Back home her mother lost her hair, and her father started chew. Now she wanders lonely bars, looking for a home in sight. A man she finds, and all the scars will be reopened that night. Miss Mary Loon married that man, begrudgingly and sad. Thought it was never in the plan, he soon would be a dad. The baby turned out just to be a girl all her own. But after many fights, you see, Mary had a new home. Now that girl's thrown between her father and her mom. And by the time that she's a teen, she's just a ticking bomb. Mary watches her crying now and to her daughter beckoned. That was a telling moment how it was Mary the Second. The cycle repeated much more and now the tale is heard of why she wanders lonely bars: Miss Mary Loon the Third.
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