Seven young sisters at play in a field
The eldest of these, she rolled and she reeled
Her dance so ecstatic, her movements so gay
The wind picked her up and threw her away

Six young sisters, all learning at school
The eldest was naughty, and broke every rule
She refused the teacher her steady attention
And so she was sent to eternal detention

Five young sisters, asleep in their bed
The eldest had dreams of whom she would wed
Oh, he was a kind and handsome young bloke
But from her sweet dream, she never awoke

Four young sisters, adrift on a raft
The eldest went nuts, and she dribbled and laughed
The others went hungry, and so with great zeal
They took their mad sister, and made her their meal

Three young sisters at a magic-time show
A volunteer needed- the eldest did go
The crafty magician could cut her in two
But making her whole again, he couldn’t do

Two young sisters, afraid they will die
Together they hugged and they shared a great cry
The eldest, she squeezed with all of her might
And crushed her poor sister, from squeezing too tight

One former sister, now flooded with sorrow
The others all gone, and her turn tomorrow
Being the last of the seven young sisters
At least when she died she knew nobody missed her

 

THE END