Got no soul, I'm a butterfly. Little girl's gonna catch me and watch me die. Ask her mum where I went:
"Not up to heaven because he wouldn't repent."
"What about hell where the bad folks are sent?"
"Just a ball of dust is all," she'll say, "now go back outside and play."
Little girl will look up at the sky to see if she can find another butterfly pretty as me.
Kids are dumb. You are neither a butterfly nor a hokoqua.
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