She had style, she had class
After her last birthday of ninety-six
She declined rather quick
I'll never forget the night
She asked me if I'd miss her
I responded, "I'll never, ever, forget you!"
Didn't she know she'd forever be
Our Betty Boop!
I never did give her a proper goodbye
So I've been hanging on to her words that night
Several months had passed
When she came to me in my dream
She cracked a big smile
As her eyes shined a usual gleam
She never did know my name
Though her eyes lit up just the same
She stood up, walked over to me
And squeezed my cheeks
She gave me a big kiss and said I've been missed
I no longer hang on to her words that night
For I know now her soul still shines bright
One day, we will meet again,
Betty Boop, my eternal friend!

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