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Sep 2019
Pick a card any card
Except for the queen
She stole my heart
And now I’m a zombie

I’m looking for Alice
In the woods
But all I see
Is a red
Where have all the men gone
And why is there
A been stocks worth of wedding rings
In front of me?

Goliath still exists they
Made him out of wood
Must be painfully awkward
When he wakes up in the morning

Little boy Bleu
****** a hag in a shoe
He yolked as he died
Humpty Dumpty is alive
but can’t pick himself up
He’s got no game

He lives with Aiken Drum
And a street dog
Whose owner died
When she saw him smoking a pipe
Their landlords a crooked man
Who keeps raising rent
They gut him
And put him in a stew with the theee little pigs
Humpty falls in
“ Aw ****” says Aiken
“Well at least this’ll be a valences breakfast
I couldn’t help but wonder what some nursery rhymes would be if they were written for a more mature audience...
Written by
John Dewberry  24/M/USA
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