Weep not for Clara Chopstock,
She hears your voice no more;
She died from stealing candy
From the supermarket store.

Her coat weighed down with sugar snacks,
She slipped out through the rains
And made it to the railroad tracks
To eat her ill-got gains.

Wooo-ooo,the train was almost come!
As Clara tried to skat
Her foot got stuck on chewing gum
And that, my dears, was that!