In the dining hall there are three Janes.
Yes, three of them have the same name.
They bless where we eat
and mostly they’re sweet.
If I love them am I to blame?

Do you know that I like rhyming words?
Perhaps that is something you’ve heard.
It’s how I best play
as time passes away
although you may think it’s absurd.

I’m glad I co-habit with Merlie
though she never likes to get up early.
When the sun comes up shining
she may do some whining
but that’s only part of her story.

Later she’s ready to start living
and then she discards her beginning.
Her bad mood starts leaving
she starts in believing
that life is much more than its grieving

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