| In a village not known to fame Lived I with Edna as name Yes, they called us lame Fire wood we use, we feel no shame So one day came When fire refused tame All was in flame And the ball in my game I broke the window pane All was insane Far away either, wasn't pain Although under strain I broke the tank, water flowed like rain Not much left to gain The claim wasn't plain A village I saved but yet again |