Dear Margie,
Do you know what happened to my soul?
I must have lost it, I don't know where it went.

Margie: Where did you leave it last?

Margie, I have to find it soon!
I can't go to this party without it. I need my soul.

Margie: Why don't you buy a new one?

Margie, please help me.
Ever since I lost my soul, and I don't remember when.
I have never smiled.
I want to cry... But I can't do that either.
I am cold.
and I am unhuggable.
but I want to be held.
but there is nothing to love.
What used to be there is empty... and there was so much there.
But I don't even remember what it was like.

Margie: Well you should have been more careful with it then, wouldn't you?
Maybe when you find it again you'll be more careful so you don't lose it.