^^^quite trying 2 sway votes
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Once there was a little girl,
who didn't have any luck.
It is said by some from here,
that she fell off a turnip truck.

But one day, it all did change,
and everything started to click.
Her mind was filled with music,
a basic rhythum she could pick.

Her songs of life and sorrows,
became an instant hit.
Those songs about her life,
brought a tear I must admit.

But now she has no worries
as she has everything.
Her songs are sung by everyone
which children love to sing.

The blessings she received
before she became so old.
Is more precious to her now
than any box of gold.

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the one that watches the watchmen: