Ingofine Anglagine
Was a young girl of thirteen
And things were not complicated
If you can guess what I mean
There were no rumours
And no gossipers at school
Nobody segregated the ugly
From the stunning and cool
Words had no double meaning
"Shut up"was a forbidden phrase
Life was just a simple path
No bends, no nooks, no maze
Being the best in math was an honour
In games, it was cool to be fast
And when you had a birthday party
You invited the whole class
In all of life's drama
Does it ever come to one's mine
What we could give up,
To live like Ingofine Anglagline?
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