Sunday, July 15, 2012

A Nursery Ryme


Twinkle twinkle
little knife
with you mommy took daddy’s life
you went in shiny
you came out red
how mommy laughed as you bled

Ringa-ringa roses
on the floor you dropped little poses
A tissue! A tissue!
Quick, clean on your knees, down!

Insy wincy spider
made mommy shout
I loved daddy dearly
and pulled my own blade out

Twinkle twinkle
little blade
my oh my what a mess I have made
in this house, two were to die
dear oh dear
what a bad girl am I.

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