Ring Around the Rosie
Ring around the rosie
Skin is covered in rosies
But not even pockets full of posies
Will ward off deaths wandering eye
Pocket full of posie
People creep through the city
Old petals
New petals
Crumble in their pockets
Husha, husha
People sleep
People creep
To not awake the sick
And the living slowly desolve like ashes in the winds
We all fall down
Crys can be heard
As the dead are mourned
And the bodies in the street start to pile Smoke curls round and round
And ashes are scattered without a sound
Skin is covered in rosies
But not even pockets full of posies
Will ward off deaths wandering eye
Pocket full of posie
People creep through the city
Old petals
New petals
Crumble in their pockets
Husha, husha
People sleep
People creep
To not awake the sick
And the living slowly desolve like ashes in the winds
We all fall down
Crys can be heard
As the dead are mourned
And the bodies in the street start to pile Smoke curls round and round
And ashes are scattered without a sound
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Hmm...this is my own twisted dark version of Ring Around the Rosie. Its not very good. If you want to enter the contest were you can do stuff like this, go to my profile were you can find my other poem which has the link. I would put it here, but my computers messed.Rosie <3