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Jenna 2d
Nothing was sneaky
about Ms. Kiniky
She always got caught
stealing what has already been bought

The door began to tattle
the clergy man knew and let out a cackle
Oh, she thought she was so clever
But, now she is locked up however

With a grunt and rattle
she was forced into a shackle
It felt like forever,
being cooped up in the cellar

Ms. Kiniky became quite stinky
Her cellmates began to call her Ms. Piggy
She never once thought
that she would have been put on the spot

She kicked the gravel
while the guards prattle
One day, she received a letter
she instantly felt better

It began to unravel
Gazing in consuming baffle
It was a key wrapped in fine leather
she thought 'now or never'

She had to be quick and breezy
For Ms. Kiniky, has never had it easy
she almost got shot
getting away in with a jog trot
This is more of children's poem. But I still had fun coming up with it none the less. XD
***** Cat ***** Cat
Want to drink some Milk
Yes Sir, Yes Sir
Three Bowls Full

One for Myself
One for my Kitten
And one for my lazy sister
Who sleep for the day.
I am still a child
Jack and Carl
Sat on a Car

Went to city Kamptee
To meet their Auntie

She gave some Honey
With a bag of Money

They tasted the Honey
Wasted All Money

And Came back Home
Without a Penny
Nursery Rhyme for Tiny Tots
Kaylee Craig Feb 16
Trickle, trickle, down,
How I wonder where you crown.
Up above the poor so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Trickle, trickle, down,
How I wonder where you crown!

When the prosperity is gone,
When there’s nothing he shines upon,
Then you show yourself to be a comic
Trickle, trickle, economics,
How I wonder what makes you so catatonic?

In the streets that creep
Through window bars often peep
For the glorified paper that steals our lives
Until the day of opportunity should arrive
Trickle, trickle, down
How I wonder where you crown!

Trickle, trickle, economics
How I wonder what you promise!
George Feb 3
What about old mother Hubbard's cupboard?
Was it as empty as she said?
Did you hear about the lady who lived in the shoe?
What really happened that night,
after she put her children to bed?
What do you do when a lie,
is the only truth you knew.
I gave it a name,
before it named me.
Rain, rain, don't go away;  haven't been promised another day.
Wisdom with age
Brent Kincaid Jul 2018
Little Po’ Beep was fast asleep
When poverty came and found her;
She never quite saw
The Republican laws
Crash all her hopes around her.
The Beep's favorite daughter
Felt that she oughta
Be able to salvage a bit
Of the life she had
Before things went mad
And went reeling to **** from the hit.

Little Po’ Beep felt the cost was too steep
For taking a nap when she’s tired.
She truly believed
At least a few of the thieves
Needed to be indicted and fired.
She would gladly affect
A wring of the neck
Of the jerks in Washington who ground her
Like so much cheap meat
Starving dogs wouldn’t eat
No help from the dumb peers around her.

Little Po’ Beep wished she could learn
Some way she could turn
The slick words from Congress against them.
She’d take all their assets
And kick them where they sat
Then show them some tar and some feathers.
She’d set up a rail
Outside of the jail
And ride them from town in bad weather.
Brent Kincaid Jul 2018
Little Po’ Beep was fast asleep
When poverty came and found her;
She never quite saw
The Republican laws
Crash all her hopes around her.
The Beep's favorite daughter
Felt that she oughta
Be able to salvage a bit
Of the life she had
Before things went mad
And went reeling to **** from the hit.

Little Po’ Beep felt the cost was too steep
For taking a nap when she’s tired.
She truly believed
At least a few of the thieves
Needed to be indicted and fired.
She would gladly affect
A wring of the neck
Of the jerks in Washington who ground her
Like so much cheap meat
Starving dogs wouldn’t eat
No help from the dumb peers around her.

Little Po’ Beep wished she could learn
Some way she could turn
The slick words from Congress against them.
She’d take all their assets
And kick them where they sat
Then show them some tar and some feathers.
She’d set up a rail
Outside of the jail
And ride them from town in bad weather.
Candy-coloured carousel horse, creaking in the draft. Bare bed frames, bare walls, bare floorboards. One long sock - cable, large knit - pulled up over a chilly knee, one folded down over the top of a scuffy, high-buttoned boot. Pink tutu, mustard woolly jumper. Buttons and laces and hooks-and-eyes, tying childhood down.
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
Nursery time
A for Apple,
B for Ball,
C for Cat
We all have learned  this rhyme
Best to be inside the System.
  
Our grand father did it
Father, after following
Taught us, the same
Best to be inside the System
  
Now,
We all realize,
There are thousands of words,
Beside Apple, Ball and Cat
Started from,
The same old
Nursery A, B, C
    
When fruits seller’s child
Remembers A, B
Apple comes with responsibility
Per kg. Rs. 250
Banana comes with responsibility
Per Count Rs. 10
      
I might be wrong,
I asked him, for the latest updates
  
With professional voice,
He replied,
“Price changes with supply and demand.”
    
What they don’t teach in the school
What matters in the real world.
Real life education, a need.
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