When I took my little angel to Mendy’s Place
Dressed her with smart shoes and tiny lace
To get some wellness and the holy grace
I went back my time when I saw the whole Theme
It was so real I painted in my dream
A butterfly on a flower enjoying in a gleam
Sucking the nectar and singing in a realm
I said – O Dear! So you are here
To heal my little angel in tear
Do you see me calling to lend me your ear?
Then why don’t you come and listen to me near?
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