A child without an eye
Made her mother cry,
Why, ask, why
She kept her child clean
On Buckingham Green?
The children saw the eye
As a sign from God,
Descending from the sky,
It was alright to dream
Of Buckingham Green
Summon the queen,
Spoke the child of thy,
It’s time to fly
Turning fire to steam
On Buckingham Green
A child without an eye
Made her mother cry,
Why, ask, why
She kept her child clean
On Buckingham Green?
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