Little John
Little John held little Mary’s hand
Walked down the street
With the wind brushing her hair
And the melody on her feet.
Little John hugged little Mary tight
Twirled the world
With just a snap
And under the moonlight.
Little John kissed little Mary’s tender lips
The universe stopped
Including her heartbeat
But not the raindrops.
Little John adored little Mary much
She was his all
So beautiful and alive
Not until they fall
Little John bid little Mary goodbye
With the wind brushing her hair
And the melody on her feet
With just a snap
The universe stopped
Including her heartbeat
And the raindrops
So beautiful and alive.
At that moment,
Little John
And little Mary
Fall and falter.
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