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You have some nerve Asking me what my own daughter looks like, sir She’s a respectable woman I raised her to be so! What do you mean she’s been standing on street corners?! Word of gossip My enemy forever I’ll never get to see pride on my mother’s face She knows what I am She heard it from everyone, save me I was a respectable woman Once upon a moonlit night But HE came so fast In the quiet of the not so quiet night Party lights flicker and die I went around Holding my head HIGH And loving every minute spent with him. I shouldn’t have kept quiet The truth wouldn’t have left bruises on my face

Mad As A Hatter I pull my hat low upon my brow My hands trembling, convulsing now I wipe the drool from off my chin And try to walk upright again I stumble, screaming out a horrific sound I have fallen once more to the ground I cannot stop the shrieking How many biscuits are there today? A COPPER A WATCHMAN! No, no n-n-n-n-no sir, I-I-I-I Hattah Hattah Hattah Haigha STOP IT! It comes from within yet I know not where I crawl now with frightful despair I only wish to return home Saved from the tempers which are my own And here they come their coat of white I have no voice to tell my plight And yet I laugh and mumble so Ten o