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Mary, Mary, Mary
How does your garden grow?
On daffodil nails and cat's tails
And moons of spilt milk
Which I lap with my tongue
And slick on my fur for extra glitter
All the better to take the boys
Unsaddling from their Jenny-Janes
Who's able bodies and gifted tongue
Are never enough to hold their men strung?

When they recognize my scent, the scent
They come to me with their crooning bowls
Wishing to be, to be, to be

Which I'll do for them, I'll do
Everything
For you
For you
For you

Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
On daffodil nails and cat's tails
And moons of milk spilt
Which I slick on my fur for extra glitter
All the better to fool the girls unsaddling from their boys
Who are dreaming, dreaming, dreaming?
Cannot keep their boys together?
When they recognize my scent, my scent, my scent, my scent, my scent
They come crooning with their begging bowls
Wishing to be, to be taken up, and up
Which I'll do, dear boys, I'll do
Anything for you
For you
For you
For you
For you

All My Golden Soldiers
Who'll become something else?
Like deals and deals and deals
And fields of daffodils
All those smiling boys who come to me
With their crooning bowls, hoping to become

Heroes
Heroes
Heroes
Heroes
Heroes
Heroes

Children
Afraid of the night
We must love each other
We must trust each other
And we must listen
We must trust each other
(Afraid of the night)
We must trust each other
We must trust each other
We must trust each other

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