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Miss Lilly sat in her windowsill
Watching the world go by.
“I can’t leave,” she said voice so shrill
“Well, maybe, someday. Oh me, oh my.”
The ship met the harbor
But Lilly was not to be seen
Just folks meeting relation
“What places they’d been?”
Noisy train rolled down the tracks
A platform filled with lovers waving
Lilly stared through window cracks
“So much fun they are having.”
A stage arrived and all matter
Lilly watched the parade go past
Baggage and hats men did gather
“I really should go,” said Lilly at last.
Lilly sat and watched the road outside
The ponies pranced and played
Dancing children laughed and cried
“Oh, me oh my, I delayed.”
The years went by her window
But never did she explore
Outside to the streets below
Or even dream far away lore.
A tall coachman arrived one day
Just to give Miss Lilly a ride.
“Oh, no I can’t go today.
Not at all,” she cried.
But the tall coachman insisted,
His four black horses neighed
Ready to carry those who resisted
Like Miss Lilly to where she laid.
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