A woman who readily cried…
Had thoughts of suicide
So she began to see a shrink
Who was employed to think
If her problems were bona fide
A woman who readily cried
Wanted the problem set aside
She followed her quest
To win a beauty contest
So she had her tear ducts tied
A woman who readily cried
Let all of her problems slide
She never allowed herself time to think
As she doused herself with alcoholic drink
Against the ever rising tide
A woman who readily cried
Took her issues nation wide
She gave long talks
To all the hawks
East of the continental divide
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