Little Becky

We jump and leap
soaring through the air
As though we were ballerinas
performing with flair

The sky is the limit
Or so it may seem
But who was the one
Who so it deemed?

Without fear
Without hesitation
We jump and leap
We twirl and swirl
Laughing and jesting
Pretending we are immortal
Pretending the fall wouldn't kill us

Little Becky jumped the highest
She smiled the brightest
She twirled with the most flair
She was the most fair

Little Becky laughed and jested
She did not choose amongst her mates
She was a ballerina
or so she thought
And she was going to win the prize
and gain the world

But Little Becky did not know
the scheme that was behind the prize
little did she know
The truth behind the lie

Little Becky got her wish
She won with sparkle
She won with ease
And then she got her heartfelt wish
She held her prize
and regret she did

Little Becky was never the same
she did not smile
she did not sing
she did not dance
she did not jest
she did not befriend

Like a porcelain doll she sat
on her chair -
the prize she got

Little Becky was never the same
For her prize for jumping the highest
for smiling the brightest
for twirling with the most flair
for being most fair

Was sharing her happiness with the world

But greedy as we are
We shared her happiness
We took it
We stole it
We sucked it all away

And so Little Becky sat
on her chair -
her prize -
for being most fair

She sat and dropped a solitary tear
for she could feel no more
For we took it all away
Bloody Suckers that we are