04-05-2015, 07:02 PM
Little Black Dresses
Ring around the rosy,
you hope no one can tell.
Pocket full of posies,
to hide that ghastly smell.
Ashes, ashes,
burn the bodies, then
we all fall down
to Hell upon a whim!
Now I lay me down to sleep,
please dear God don't make me weep,
You've already let my father die,
please keep my mother by my side.
Amen
Erthona
©2015
Ring around the rosy,
you hope no one can tell.
Pocket full of posies,
to hide that ghastly smell.
Ashes, ashes,
burn the bodies, then
we all fall down
to Hell upon a whim!
Now I lay me down to sleep,
please dear God don't make me weep,
You've already let my father die,
please keep my mother by my side.
Amen
Erthona
©2015
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.