There was a new girl on Abbey Avenue,
a perky one, too.
She seemed quite alright,
a pretty little sight.
Name is, Lucy, I recall?
Shes always getting thrown around in the hall.
I met her the other day,
shes kinda quiet.
Real odd, but thats okay.
Perhaps sad? Eh, I dont really buy it.
She told me that she likes walking up stairs,
had me confused.
"What stairs, where?"
"Colorful stairs."
Although shes a nut, I still find myself amused.
