Hey there Ramona, you don't have much to say
Because old girl you know you are going away
Now, you will have all kinds of time,
A good ten to twenty years at best
To try to live down your crime,
And maybe someday your conscience can rest.
Hey there Ramona, can your past be left behind?
And you can piece together what is left of your mind,
Or you may come to regret
Time only will eventually tell,
Hours and hours attempting to forget
That you are guilty as HELL!
Hey there Ramona, sorry to seem merciless
But, thanks to you I was existing penniless.
I, among many, can not wish you well
And if any person may still befriend you,
We only wish for a sharing of your cell
So in moments of desperation, they may defend you!