It ended before it even started!
It ended before it even started!
Before a fledgling could even flutter
Before a foal could even stutter
Before an idea could be conceived
Or a dream could be believed
Three thousand were washed by the torrent
Is this what justness can warrant?
It ended because it started!
It ended because it started!
Because that fool stole my song
Because no man could do me wrong
Because walls could keep a mind shut
And darkness could creep into a heart
Three thousand shall be the price to pay
It shall be a number I use to dismay!
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