Sally Daydream
J Joyce Hemsley
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Pretty Sally Daydream
was going to the Ball;
not thinking for a moment
that ice-cold snow may fall.
And like Lucy Gray before her
she wandered all alone,
but the path was very strange,
winding, and unknown.
With clothing dripping wet
and hairstyle hanging low,
she wept just as she stumbled
into the cold cold snow...
her frozen body lay there,
but unlike Lucy Gray
she was spotted by a shepherd lad
early the next day.
The death of Sally Daydream
was a shock to one and all;
and saddened were her friends
who'd been dancing at the Ball ~
for little Sally Daydream
set all the hearts afire...
as did that child Lucy Gray
who was missing in the mire.
Across the moor and mountain
still floated down the snow;
the weather more befitting
a Canadian Eskimo!
And the body of Sally Daydream
in the funeral limousine
slowly disappeared from view
into the arctic country scene.
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