She lay in bed, Little Anne
Tomorrow is her special day
She hated the fact that she was forced to marry
The man whose name was awfully grey
It included all the letters in the English language
With the weirdest combination you could possibly find
Though Little Anne hates his name
He was very, very, very kind
Tomorrow she has to marry this man
And she can’t get it off her head
She has to spend her life with him
Until she drops stone dead
Little Anne wasn’t a nice girl
And she didn’t want to marry this odd man
She thought until the clock hit 12
Lastly she came up with an evil plan
Finally the day had come
Little Anne held a sharp silver knife
She sneaked into her fiancé’s room
And she quietly took away his life
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