Pedro The Lion June 18, 1976
You were born in Kacey Missouri, to a girl who wasn't married,after your birth,she brought you to the nursery,kissed your head,and told you not to worry,and then quitely she turned, and slept away In the elevator, her heart began to pout,To the rooftop, in her slippers and her gown,On the edge, she took one last look around Then closed her eyes and pushed away Speeding toward the ground Through the air without a sound, so grateful 12 flights down, and we were naked on the ground Skin and tragedy are the ways to attract a crowd So it was when the policeman came around He turned more than 50, i must discount Each one and all for they never seen a girl So sad and beautiful, speeding toward the ground,through the air without a sound, speeding toward the ground, through the air without a sound, so grateful