Fatal Flower Garden

Enchanting Tale: Temptation in a Rain-Kissed Garden
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Lyrics

It rained, it poured, rained so hard

Heavy rain, a downpour

Rained so hard all day

Continuous rain throughout the day

Till all the boys in our school

Boys from the school gather to socialize

They came out to talk and play

Engagement in conversation and play


And they tossed the ball

Playing ball with varying heights

Again so high, then again so low

Ball movement described

Till it fell into a flower garden

Ball lands in a flower garden, off-limits

No one's allowed to go

No one is allowed to enter the garden


When a tipsy gypsy lady

Gypsy lady in colorful attire appears

All dressed in yellow and green

Descriptive details of her clothing

Says, ?Come here, come here

Invites the boy to retrieve his ball

My pretty little boy and get your ball again?

Using charm to entice the boy


?No, I won't come in and I say ain't coming

The boy refuses, insists on playmates

Without my playmates all

He won't enter without his friends

I'm gonna get my father and tell him about it

Threatens to inform his father

And then the tears shall fall?

Anticipates tears and consequences


Well, first she offered an apple sweet

Gypsy lady offers an apple

And then a tangerine

Followed by a tangerine

Then she offered him a diamond

Offers a tempting diamond

That seemed to do the trick

Diamond persuades the boy to enter

That enticed him in

The diamond successfully attracts him


Well, she took him by his lilly-white hand

She takes the boy by his hand

And she led him through the hall

Leads him through a hall

She took him to an upper room

Takes him to an isolated upper room

Where no one could hear him call

No one can hear him call for help

No, not a soul

Emphasizes the solitude of the room


Bury the Bible at my feet

Mentions burying the Bible at his feet

The testament at my head

Burying the testament at his head

If my dear father should call for me

If his father calls, say he's dead

Won't you tell him that I am dead

Expresses a desire for deception


Bury the Bible at my head

Repetition of burying, with reversed order

And the testament at my feet

Reversed order of burial instructions

If my dear mother should call for me

If his mother calls, tell her he's asleep

Won't you tell her that I'm asleep

Deception to keep his whereabouts secret

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