The Crooked Man
There was a crooked man
Who walked a crooked mile
And he found a crooked sixpence
Against a crooked stile.
He bought a crooked cat
Who caught a crooked mouse
And they all lived together
In a crooked little house.
But the crooked man was sad
And once he had a thought.
Why should he be crooked,
When others, they were not?
Everything was worthless,
He heaved a great big sigh
And he went and found a rope
And tied it to the sky.
Upon a chair he stood,
His eyes were blank and dead.
Without another thought,
He went and hung his head.
Now the story's not yet over,
For this tale is mythed and old,
Go hide under the cover...
There's something not yet told.
There once was a crooked man,
Who had a crooked smile,
And if you've lived his life,
He'll send you through a trial.
He lives for your torment,
Makes it full of strife,
And he won't be content...
...Until you take your life.
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