Pleas from the Pleorama
by Sophia Potter
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Sophia fell to hell
when cast from heaven
Her father said she was a brat
and threw her to
the city rats
She met St. Patrick
he was long
she met the Piper
he was gone
Daddy, dear,
I have no fear
father, please, oh send him here
The demons laughed
they heard her pleas
and cursed her to
a swarm of bees
And the moon
she came too close
and turned her daughter
to a ghost