It isn’t so bad she said under her breath
While under her pillow lie words
she wrote but never read

It isn’t so good she said always being the best
Cause after all is said and done
said a lot but done much less
Was anyone impressed

When Margo bought a bridge
Then she bought a loft
Margo bought the Empire State
and threw her old bones off
That’s what she got

Three police manned a barricade
Two drew a line with chalk
One drank a lemonade while scaring the rabble off
Yelling “Please let us do our jobs!”

Because Margo bought a bridge
Then she bought a loft
Margo bought the Empire State
and threw her old bones off
That’s what she got

Down and down she goes
Down and down and then she knows
Everything she worked for
and everything that she held dear
By the fifty-eighth floor it all became crystal clear
She looked up and fell down

Rosemary Brunner, that was her given name
Survived by a brother she loved
who called but never came
Now isn’t that a shame?

Because Rosie bought a bridge
Then she bought a loft
Rosie spent a lifetime being someone she was not
That’s what she got