I love Viola
When i see her
I say hola
She moved to Arizona
She just like a boa
Got my highschool diploma
For a bowl of
Granola
We flew to apalachicola
In Barcelona
For our honeymoon
Long before corona
But then she got ebola
And fell into a coma
Never again can I say hola
So I cried tears of coca cola
And lit a candle
Of a sweet aroma
Bought her favorite fern
Azolla
Oh sweet Viola
I will always be loyola
