The Day Farrah Fawcett Died

birds in the air never chirped the same slobs in bowling alleys never burped the same they came to cry shocked with disbelief a broken mass of millions all drowning in their grief she was just an innocent how could you lord? they cried the day that farrah fawcett died Throughout the globe every chinese man and turk their unifying symbol they really liked her work but who's to blame? no one made a move until i find out who did this nobody leaves the room