(Portishead, Somerset, England)
There once was a girl named violet,
Who always wanted to be a pilot.
Until the 25th November,
As she can remember.
She was walking home from school,
And feeling like a fool.
A plane was coming down from the sky,
Someone go and save her “oh my”.
But no one did “bye bye”.
So now whenever it’s 25th November,
As people can remember.
She goes to their houses,
And punishes them for not saving her.
She screams out death.
And that’s how they remember,
The 25th of November.
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