Lizzy Murphy
Lizzy Murphy.Lizzy was a girl wise beyond her years
Lizzy knew all about wasted tears
Lizzy was my friend, my only friend
I shall always love Lizzy Murphy
Lizzy was child, a ghetto child
Lizzy grew up and she grew up wild
She slept in an orange box till she was five
Nobody messed with Lizzy Murphy
Lizzy left home at twelve years old
Lizzy stabbed her father because he was bold
Everyone said Lizzy was far too cold
Nobody loved Lizzy Murphy
Lizzy had a dream a wish to pan
Lizzy dreamed to one day meet a man
Someone who would love her as best he can
Life was very cruel to Lizzy Murphy
Lizzy met a guy who was sweet and nice
Lizzy learned of love and she paid the price
Lizzy sold her body on the streets of vice
Love's illusion lost to Lizzy Murphy
Lizzy drifted in and out of jail
Lizzy knew all about the animal male
Every love she ever knew was destined to fail
No more glasses tinted rose for Lizzy Murphy
Lizzy met a guy who was on the run
Lizzy was aware that he carried a gun
But he spoke with honesty and was a lot of fun
True love at last would come to Lizzy Murphy
Lizzy and I set up home
Lizzy would never ever again be alone
Two kindred spirits found a love never known
I shall always love Lizzy Murphy.
Brendan.
Poetry by Brendan Finbarr Tully
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Written on 2005-10-26 at 13:03
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