She said-
'Blood doesn't flow that way'-
And I squealed-
'Blood from the heart does'-
And as I bled out-
A smile formed on her face-
She whispered
'You're dirtying the floor-
When you're done dying-
wipe it up'

'Ring a Ring o' Roses
Dumb pig stepped on my toesies
A tishoo A tishoo
He will bleed out'