Never Leave Her Alone

Lord,make her due pretty
For she wasn't all pretty,
She was a lovely maiden
Made to live in wholly dim
      Lord,give her wings of beauty
      For her delicate inner beauty
      Give her silvery slippers
      For the falling slithery rain
Lord, please do forgive her
To the little town of Trinoli
As the queen of dream only
      But forgery and bribery
      As none turns to contrary
      Begins to grow as designing
      To be the cast for demolishing
Lord,give her beautiful curls
With white whitey pearls
And please make the promise
She never will vanish
      Lord,make her happy and cheerful
      Even in her dreadful moments
      And please do see it to that
      She will never be left behind.