• The Ballad of Lady Loise


    By a new moon was born a sweet baby, Loise,
    So innocent, perfect, and precious was she!
    She learned how to curtsy, say thank you and please,
    The bonnie young baby Loise.

    The girl, she grew quick and so did her hair,
    It tumbled in ringlets right down to her chair!
    " Oh my, but the lass is so lovely and fair,
    We must call her Lady Loise. "

    Soon suitors came yelling with chocolate, so creamy,
    She ate sweets and thought each man was quite dreamy.
    But a renegade boy is who made her all steamy,
    That naughty young Lady Loise!

    She ran off with him and the story turns sad,
    for dashing or not, the boy was a cad!
    And not all ready to be a new dad,
    He left our poor Lady Loise.

    She blossomed into an enormous boquet,
    People gossiped and gasped, " She must be due any day! "
    But triplets take room and were still months away,
    The babies of Lady Loise.

    When her children were born, they were instantly taken,
    'Twas best all around, but were they mistaken?
    For the void left her lost and terribly shaken,
    The heartbroken Lady Loise.

    Years wandering streets she would call out their names,
    Her efforts were futile, were lost, all in vain.
    Still it howls through the night on the wind of her pain,
    The voice of poor Lady Loise.

    Now the moon is half full and so is her head,
    And many believe she's been better off dead.
    But she waits at the station and hopes to be fed,
    The homeless old Lady, Loise.

    So comb out the knots of this tangly tale,
    For the angels have come and their ship's set to sail.
    They've got her on board looking peaceful and pail,
    Adieu, au revoir, sweet Lady Loise.