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I have a tale, But not a tail Like felius domesticum Its of a girl, a real girl I'm calling by her real name And thus began A summer camp sonnet she saw a boy who would soon be a bee in her teenage bonnet Nina and her very long hair Held a torch that got her nowhere She hit him with a thunderbolt smile Every thing she had she threw Every dress and every shoe Nina and her very long hair Held a torch that got her nowhere As hard as she tried He never looked twice He never did see the light, and end the plight of Nina Sometimes a film, comes over me, like a cold cup of tea And I forget, what I was set To snag and bag, grab and seize Songtexte At seventeen She was still reeling She went to camp with a comb and a tent and that same old feeling Chorus And so she snipped, she cut and she clipped Enough to thatch a cottage roof And once she'd preened, she glowed and she gleamed off she set to make him swoon She was the girl with very short hair, that got her nowhere Aus Songtexte Mania