Nursery Rhymes 1 & 2

You can call me a child but I can’t help it. I am still absolutely in love with these old nursery rhymes. It helps me remember what it feels like to be a kid, keeps me alive.

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Sing a song of sixpence

A pocket full of rye

Four and twenty blackbirds

Baked in a pie

When the pie was opened

The birds began to sing

Now wasn’t that a dainty dish

To set before a king

The king was is his counting-house

Counting all his money

The queen was in the parlour

Eating bread and honey

The maid was in the garden

Hanging out the clothes

When down came a blackbird

And pecked off her nose

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Hey diddle diddle

The cat and the fiddle

The cow jumped over the moon

The little dog laughed

To see such craft

And the dish ran away with the spoon

Sonya's Ludicrous Limericks: 3

There once was a man of a kind
Who said to his lady: “unbind!
I’ve been unfaithful to you
You know me, it’s true”
She said: “don’t mind me I’m blind!”

Sonya's Ludicrous Limericks: 2

There was a young lady called Jane
Who thought love was only a game
A hard player she met
She lost all her bet
And swore to play never again

Sonya's Ludicrous Limericks: 1

There once was a man who was mad
The thought of him made people sad
But all this dull chatter
It doesn’t really matter
You can’t miss what you never had

The Sick Rose

O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

                               

                                                                                            -William Blake

My Lady, My Love

Fairer than her there was none
Heart warmer than the morning sun

Eyes that shone like bright blue stars
Her glance healed the deepest scars

Skin whiter than the winter snow
Her touch made all the sorrows go

Lips scarlet as a blood red rose
Bountiful as the river flows

Gentler than the summer breeze
Her smile had men on bended knees

She was every man’s deepest desire
And had all their hearts on blazing fire

A noble knight once sought her love
For he knew she was an unseizable dove

He challenged every single knight
He travelled on by day and night

Dark demonic dragons he slew
For her sweet face was all he knew

To prove his love and loyalty
He wept and begged in agony

‘Till he reached upon her, by love enslaved
Her kiss was all he ever craved

With an effort to maintain his calm
Heart beating on his outstretched palm

For he was a knight so brave and wise
He walked along to claim his prize

There she was amongst the haze
Crooning to her venomous babes

Where once a heart was lay a deep abyss
Her deadly gaze was hard to miss

He cried in pain at the frightful sight:
“Hideous beast thou I shalt smite”

He drew his sword with all his might
“Be gone foul monster for my delight”

“Never have I seen such viciousness now”
“Where’s my lady? What creature art thou?”

With an easy blow and a gentle stroke
She turned his sword to misty smoke

She coiled and smiled with eyes red-hot
“How now, brave knight remember me not?”

Her voice came as though from high above
“I am Medusa; the fruit of your love!”

Respect

I have no respect for those who don’t respect other people’s secrets.