Winifer Odd
Was born on one cold May morning in June
In her grandmother's bedroom
And they waited all that day for last May to come back again,
But it never came.
Going to school:
The teachers all agreed she was nobody's fool,
In fact she was brighter than most.
And they waited for the card from the board to gain her degree,
But it was lost in the post.
Falling in love:
She fell in love with a boy of seventeen years old,
At the age of thirty-four.
And she waited all that fall for him to grow tall and slim,
But he was fat and small.
Waiting for God:
She bent down to pick up a glittering thing and was knocked over by a car.
It was her lucky star.
And she waited for Death to come and wrap her up warm,
But he never came.
Was born on one cold May morning in June
In her grandmother's bedroom
And they waited all that day for last May to come back again,
But it never came.
Going to school:
The teachers all agreed she was nobody's fool,
In fact she was brighter than most.
And they waited for the card from the board to gain her degree,
But it was lost in the post.
Falling in love:
She fell in love with a boy of seventeen years old,
At the age of thirty-four.
And she waited all that fall for him to grow tall and slim,
But he was fat and small.
Waiting for God:
She bent down to pick up a glittering thing and was knocked over by a car.
It was her lucky star.
And she waited for Death to come and wrap her up warm,
But he never came.