Lady Bird

Ladybird, ladybird,
Fly away home,
Your house is on fire
And your children all gone;
All except one
And that's little Ann,
And she has crept under
The warming pan.


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Written for The Heinous Nursery Rhyme Curse hosted by dawn of light
this isn't an exact interpretation of the rhyme but my own understanding of it. I took a fee creative privileges.