I remember when you were small, I let you stay in my house
I gave you a colourful, silk and cotton blouse.
I said, “Always chase your dreams and be them if you must.”
You were a good little girl and then seemed to rust.
Oh Anabelle, oh Anabelle, why’d you become a thief?
I wanted to go with you to the Great Barrier Reef.
Oh Anabelle, oh Anabelle, why’d you become a thief?
My whole family and I are submerged in grief.
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