A tree has grown on the spot

Where her body did rest

Blood seeped into the soil

From the knife in her chest



The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail

I wonder how the bugs remember Gail



What a lovely young girl

Everybody would say

You can still hear her laugh

In the shadows on a cold winter's day



A dog dug up a bone and wagged it's tail

I wonder how the dog remembers Gail



The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail

I wonder how the bugs remember Gail