Official Details

Date of Death: 11/24/1966

Chipboard poem

Tina Pink is a dainty dead girl
She does not have a care in the world
The fact that she is dead fills her with glee
Cause being alive is not all it is cracked up to be

Death Certificate

She loved the night, she adored the moon
And hoped one day she could visit it soon
On the twenty fourth of November in nineteen sixty-six
Tina Pink died underneath the shadow of a lunar eclipse