SHE WAS A GIRL FULL OF FERVOR AND VERVE
BRITTLE BUT BRAVE UNTIL HER UNTIMELY GRAVE
HIGH-DE-HIGH, SHE COULD BE FUNNY AND SHY
A STAND-ALONE SOUL, FAR AWAY FROM THE SHOAL
DON'T YOU THINK THAT SHE WAS HAPPY ?
THOUGH SHE DIDN'T SEEM TO CARE ?
I WAS IN LOVE WITH JET BAMBINI
AND WHEN SHE DIED I CRIED ALL DAY
A BOOKWORM DYED-IN-THE-WOOL, SHE WAS NOBODY'S FOOL
AN UNEXPECTED ATTRACTION WAS HER RECORD COLLECTION
SHOO-BE-DOO, SHE STRUMMED A PUNK GUITAR, TOO
SHAKIN' HER STRAND IN A GARAGE GIRL BAND
SHE WAS A GIRL ALWAYS READY TO TWIRL
SHE HOUSED A RUNAWAY CAT NAMED "JACK KEROUAC"
LA-DEE-DAH, A SECRET COMIC-STRIP-STAR
SHE PAINTED AND DREW HER PRIVATE CARTOON-ZOO