Do you know what I know?
Scarlet heart squeezed tight through chains
the heavy gray digging in
Blood spills with each pump
she sings
"There's a hole in the bucket"
she hums
she sings
"There's a hole in the bucket"
she hums
"dear Liza, dear Liza"
Tears wrung through with mop water
the stain grows darker
but still, she scrubs
a scrub
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