'Handle With Care'

A broken one,

That broken one,

All broken with a broken heart.

She could be happy,

Could she be happy?

How happy would be her heart?

She’s made of stone,

She’s made of glass,

She’s made of paper- a bendable heart.

You’ll handle her?
You’ll treat her nice?

‘Handle with care’ is heart’s advice.

The End

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