For Rachel and Robyn
There was a little girl called Marime,
Marime,
Her parents were the loveliest ever seen,
Seen,
She skipped around dressed in green,
Green,
And she was as precious as a queen,
Queen.
Her parents had a special sapphire ring,
Ring,
They used to marry in late spring,
Spring,
Marime was promised it for her thing,
Thing,
When to them, a man, she would bring,
Bring.
And to them she brought proud Zoltan,
Zoltan.
He had a crow, a bad eye and no tan,
Tan,
He was a bit of a brute and an uncertain man,
Man,
But she will love him forever, while she can,
Can.
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