There has been a pall in the mall
There's no vim in the din
Even the air seems more thin
Nobody seems to come in
Since Michael died
There is no care in the air
There flowers lost their flair
Everything looks more bare
Nobodys even there
Since Michael died
The fad seems so bad
The haves seem like had
Everything feels so sad
He gave us his glad
All that he ever had
Michael died!
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