There once was a gem of a daughter who called herself Pippie. Pippie could sing and dance and smile at any human being that she was blessed to come across in life. One day Pippie snuck out of her father's house and into the neighbor's garden of sunflowers. I liked her alot. She was such a beautiful child, but I must admit, Pippie was sort of snotty in her smile. She never really liked to smile at many of the people at which she smiled and there were times that she was moody and noone could sing with her on stage. I dont fault her as she really had a beautiful singing voice and she could even strum a mean guitar. But that said, where was Pippie in all the days after she left the Sun Flower Garden. Her hair was gold as the straw in the field and she smiled all the way to the dinner table. I miss Pippie but I am sad to say that she has died a terrible death that noone will forget or forgive (as she is no longer able to sing for our people). She took her own life in an automobile collision. Pippie missed the sunflower garden so much that she tried to build a life around sunflower seeds and daisys which replaced the yellow sun flower. She was still a nice girl but she did not speak to the audience any longer. I missed her grin but I still never forgot her gem stones that she really liked to play with at night when she was actually visiting her bathroom. I miss her alot. Pippie if you ever speak to the audience again they will be a little amazed but at this time we dont believe that the dead can speak and we dont want to upset your parents by telling them that you really were alive the whole time.
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