She’s a riotous girl
In a brutal world,
She loves having fun
In the dying light of the sun,
She’s carefree and loving
And she sings all the time,
She’s a lover of life
With its rhythms and rhymes,
And she never worries
About the passing of time,
For she lives in the present
Adventuring and hoping to find,
More riotous fun to enjoy
With more spirit of which to employ.
fauxcroft 
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