Oh me oh my,
Lacy cried and cried,
She wanted to die,
Because of that guy,
That poked out her eye,
How will I ever be the same?
Will anyone know my name?
Will it affect my fame?
Why am I maimed?
Lacy cried and cried,
Until she got off that ride,
Looked at her patch with pride,
Used it to get a new guy,
A new place up high,
Full of pride,
Until he poked out,
Her other eye.
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