Grandma died at fifty-eight
Her best friend cried three hours straight
"She had eyes like a little girl's...
and by the way, who got the pearls?"

Another friend might intimate
Her brother was ten years too late
"She had a heart like a little girl's...
and, by the way, who got the pearls?"

From Michigan to the Puget Sound
"There MUST be someone in this world...
And that someone knows who got the pearls..."

Grandma died at fifty-eight
Her soul rose up through the real estate
She had a smile like a little girl's
and by the way, who got the pearls?