What Is The Monologue Of Poor Mary Mae

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Poor Mary Mae, Died this day, While Estella Myrtle went away, When we left We head to the west We finally found what was best, BOOM we have no more room, We’ll get there very soon, In the night, the moon was bright, It was a very beautiful sight, My head was in the past, My mind was running fast, And at long last We made it back, We strived and strived Then we finally arrived, To our destination, With quite fascination, We finally arrived to the west.
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