MARIA

MARIA

No one knows where Maria lived
Because Maria wouldn't say
And if you found out
There'd be no doubt
She'd upsticks and move away
And
When ever she was able
On Ebay or a boot sale table
If she could
She'd wear a hood
Just in case
They saw her face
Whereupon she'd turn the brightest red
Run off and hide beneath the bed
Change her password and ID
So as the likes of you and me
Not for all the tea or all the gold
Could ever discover what she sold