Ring around the rosie.
A pocket full of posie.
Ashes ashes, we all fall down.
Some people say that this poem is about the Black Death, the fourteenth-century plague that killed 100-million people...
Sadly, though, most experts think this is nonsense...
How can I be so sure about this rhyme when all the experts disagree?
Because I ate the kid who made it up.
Stichwörter: nursery-rhymes peeps
This little piggy went to Hades
This little piggy stayed home
This little piggy ate raw and steaming human flesh
This little piggy violated virgins
And this little piggy clambered over a heap of dead bodies to get to the top
Stichwörter: humor pigs nursery-rhymes hades corpses piggy
Snow White one, Snow White two,
Sorrow is coming out for you.
Snow White three, Snow White four,
Black as night, go lock your door.
Snow White five, Snow White six,
Blood red lips and crucifix
Snow White seven, Snow White eight,
White as snow, don’t stay out late.
Snow White Nine, Snow White ten,
Snow White now killed snow white then
Stichwörter: snow-white nursery-rhymes nursery-rhyme blood-red-lips
I left the fairy tales lying on the floor of the nursery, and I have not found any books so sensible since.
G.K. ChestertonStichwörter: imagination education storytelling fairy-tales nursery-rhymes
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Stichwörter: happiness dance nursery-rhymes
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