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Lydia Purple lived in a steeple,
tall by nature, colored by people
Lydia Purple was taken for granted
by people that knew her, whose views were all slanted
Writing sonnets daily, drinking apple tea,
Lydia pretending she is free
Living there lonely, a view from her window,
she keeps to herself, and peeks through the keyhole
At the end of her first year, her walls were all painted
She wrote to her lover, who never existed
Writing sonnets daily, drinking apple tea
Lydia pretending she is free
Singing softly, she tends her tower
Sweep the dirt, hide the hurt, she sings…
By the close of her third year, she talked to her mirror,
her questions were clever, her answers much clearer
Lydia Purple lived in a steeple,
tall by nature, colored by people
Lydia Purple lived in a steeple,
tall by nature, colored by people
La, da, la-da-da...