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Thursday, November 20, 2008

The Butcher's Daughter

Little Bo Peep had lost her sheep
but the butcher's daughter knew where to find them.
Leave them alone and they shan't come home,
The butcher's daghter has cooked and dined them.

Little Bo Peep fell fast asleep,
and dreamt heard them bleating,
But when she awoke, she found it a joke,
For they were all dead and bleeding

Then up she took her little crook.
Determined for to find them.
She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
For their heads were all that was left of them.

It happened one day, as Bo Peep did stray,
Into a dark alley at night.
There she aspied their heads side by side
And hung on a line to dry.

She heaved a sigh, not wiping her eye,
And down the street she strode rambling.
And tried as they could,
None of the doctors would
Be able to keep her mind from wilting

Written by: Deanna Reiter



Thursday, November 13, 2008

I supupose...

that I need to write a first entry, right?
ROIGHT?!

Ladles and jellyspoons, hoboes and tramps.
Cross-eyed mesquitoes and bow-legged ants
Admission is free, buy your tickets at the door
Pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
I come before you to stand behind you
To tell you something I know nothing about.
I stand upon this speech to make a platform
the train I arrived in has not yet come
so I took a bus and walked

one fine day in the middle of the night
two dead boys got up to fight
back to back they faced each other
drew their swords and shot each other
a paralysed donkey walking by
kicked a blind man in the eye
knocked him through a 9 inch wall
into a dry ditch and drowned them all
a deaf policeman heard the noise
and came and shot those two dead boys
If you don't believe this lie that's true,
ask the blind man she saw it too.

Ladies and Jellybeans, hoboes and tramps.
Cross-eyed mesquitoes and bow-legged ants.
I come before you, to stand behind you to tell you something I know nothing about.
Next Monday, which is Good Friday
There will be a Mother's day meeting at the round house with the four square corners.
No admission, pay at the door.
Bring your chairs and sit on the floor.