Here her head she lay
Until she'd rise and say
"I'm starved of mirth
Let's go and trip a dwarf"Oh, what to be done with her ?
Oh, what to be done with her ?
OhIce water for blood
With neither heart or spine
And then just to pass time
Let us go and rob the blindWhat to be done with her ?
I ask myself
What to be said of her ?
Oh
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