One Death, Two Death, Red Death, Blue Death

We see souls come.
We see souls go.

Some die quite fast
And others die oh so slow.

Some souls soar high to the sky
And some sink low to the ground

Not one death is not like another
Don’t ask us why
Go ask your mother

Say!
Look at those icky worms!
One, two, three…
How many worms
do I see?

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten.
He has eleven icky worms!

Eleven!
This count is something new,
I wish I had
eleven icky worms, too!
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another thing I found for my English class. We did a lot of Stephen King and Poe stuff so I think I'll upload it as I find the stuff. Enjoy