Her name was Holy Givemore

She lived by the seashore. 

She had a way with words

that made us feel like turds.

 

She had a left eye

That stared off the right eye

Catching us all

Off guard. 

 

She said "I promise you this

I'll be your nemesis."

And we found out 

After that.

 

Why it's always best 

to lay to rest 

the thing you can't find.

No nevermind.