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The witch that came (the withered hag)
The witch that came (the withered hag) To wash the steps with pail and rag, Was once the beauty Abishag,
The picture pride of Hollywood. Too many fall from great and good For you to doubt the likelihood.
Die early and avoid the fate. Or if predestined to die late, Make up your mind to die in state.
Make the whole stock exchange your own! If need be occupy a throne, Where nobody can call you crone.
Some have relied on what they knew; Others on simply being true. What worked for them might work for you.
No memory of having starred Atones for later disregard, Or keeps the end from being hard.
Better to go down dignified With boughten friendship at your side Than none at all. Provide, provide!
The witch that came (the withered hag) To wash the steps with a bucket and cloth, Was once the beautiful Abishag,
The pride of Hollywood. Too many fall from greatness and goodness For you to doubt the chances.
Die young and avoid the fate. Or if destined to die old, Make up your mind to die with dignity.
Make the whole stock market your own! If necessary, take a throne, Where no one can call you an old woman.
Some have relied on what they knew; Others on just being honest. What worked for them might work for you.
No memory of having starred Makes up for later neglect, Or keeps the end from being tough.
Better to go down with dignity With bought friendship at your side Than to have none at all. Provide, provide!