Annie is a good girl

A real gem among us rocks

Practically a pearl

Aged with all the grace in the world

Every piece of hair a perfect curl

She's a genuine among us fakes

But under it all she just wants to hurl

That apple is making a nest in her collapsed belly

The very thought gets her in furl

Get it out, get it out her mind screams

Before long she's nothing more than a churl

A shell of who she was and never will be again

All for a boy who set the good girl awhirl