Artificial Flowers

Alone in the world was poor little Anne. As sweet a young child  as you’d find.                    Her parents had gone to their final reward. Leavin’ their       baby     behind.                 This poor little child was only nine years of age. When mother and dad  went   away;                  Still bravely worked at the one thing she knew.  To earn her few pennies a   day.               Refrain one: She  made  artificial  flowers  artificial  flowers flowers    for ladies   of    fashion to wear; She made   artificial  flowers You know those   artificial   flowers Fashioned   from    Annie’s   despair.   With paper and shears with some wire and wax She made up each  tulip and mum.                As snowflakes drifted into her tenement room Her baby little fingers grew numb.       Refrain two: From makin’  artificial  flowers  artificial  flowers flowers  for  ladies  of high fashion to wear. She   made  artificial  flowers  artificial flowers Fashioned  from  Annie’s despair. They found little Annie all covered in ice.  Still  clutchin’ her  poor  frozen  shears;             Amidst all the blossoms she had fashioned by hand. And watered with all her young tears.                    There must be a heaven where little Annie can play. In heavenly gardens and bowers.                        And instead of a halo she’ll wear ’round her head. A garland of genuine flowers.                        Refrain three: No more artificial flowers;       Throw away those artificial flowers        Flowers   for   ladies   of   societ     to    wear.                                                   alt        Throw away those artificial flowers those dumb-dumb flowers fash ioned  from  Annie’s   Fashioned from  Annie’s despair.      Give her the real thing!