There Was a Young Girl
Fae

There was a young girl who favored the razor.
I don't know why she favored the razor.
Perhaps she'll die.

There was a young girl who was so depressed,
That it churned and turned and burned in her chest.
She was so depressed that she favored the razor.
I don't know why she favored the razor.
Perhaps she'll die.

There was a young girl who never was heard.
How absurd! She never was heard.
She never was heard so that she was so depressed,
That it churned and turned and burned in her chest.
She was so depressed that she favored the razor.
I don't know why she favored the razor.
Perhaps she'll die.

There was a young girl who didn't know where she sat.
Imagine that! She didn't know where she sat.
She didn't know where she sat because she never was heard.
She never was heard so that she was so depressed,
That it churned and turned and burned in her chest.
She was so depressed that she favored the razor.
I don't know why she favored the razor.
Perhaps she'll die.

There was a young girl who had some hope.
What a joke! She had some hope.
She had some hope that she might know where she sat.
She didn't know where she sat because she never was heard.
She never was heard so that she was so depressed,
That it churned and turned and burned in her chest.
She was so depressed that she favored the razor.
I don't know why she favored the razor.
Perhaps she'll die.

There was a young girl who wondered, what now?
What now? She wondered somehow.
She wondered what now because she had some hope.
She had some hope that she might know where she sat.
She didn't know where she sat because she never was heard.
She never was heard so that she was so depressed,
That it churned and turned and burned in her chest.
She was so depressed that she favored the razor.
I don't know why she favored the razor.
Perhaps she'll die.

That young girl was last seen in a hearse.
She died, of course.