my name is leslie ann levine    my mother birthed me down a dry revine    my mother birthed me far too soon    born at nine and dead at noon       fifteen years gone now    i still wander this parapet    and shake my rattle bone    fifteen years gone now    i still cling to the petticoats    of the girl who died with me       on the roofs above the streets    the only love i've knowns a chimney sweep    lost and lodged inside a flue    back in 1842       fifteen years gone now    i still wail from these catacombs    and curse my mother's name    fifteen years gone now    still a wastrel mescalined    has brought this fate on me       my name is leslie ann levine    i've got no one left to mourn for me    my body lies inside its grave    in a ditch not far away       fifteen years gone now    i still wander this parapet    and shake my rattle bone    fifteen years gone now    i still cling to the petticoats    of the girl who died with me