One, Two.
Fairy godmother's coming for you.
Three, Four.
Little Lamb, lock the door.
Five, Six.
Put away the crucifix.
Seven, Eight.
Stay Awake when it's late.
Nine, Ten.
Pray to sleep again.
Eenie-meanie-minie-moe, catch your children by the toes. If they scream, don't let them go, eenie-meanie-minie-moe.
Eenie-meanie-minie-moe, pull your son down by the coat. If he cries, hold him, less he dies. Ity bity Eernie hides.
Eenie-meanie-minie-moe, catch your daughter by the dress. If she refuses, call her a pest, ity-bity Frein, deer, never rests.
Eenie-meanie-minie-moe, Mother and Father want us grown. If I smile, they'll let me go, eenie-meanie, I've become the foe.
Eenie-meanie-minie-moe, catch your children by the throat. If they choke, make them revoke, eenie-meanie-minie-moe.
Eenie-meanie-minie-moe, protect your kingdom and your throne. If God curse thy child for blood and bone, eenie-meanie-minie, go.
Eenie-meanie-minie-moe, Frein is lost and Eern is alone. Want to be saved? Better tip-toe! Trust more the Devil you know than the Devil you don't know.
Eenie-meanie-minie-moe. Hunt for your lady, hunt for your gretel. Drown out her voice, remember mine. I'm more important, your sister is but foolish trouble.
Eenie-meanie-minie-moe. All the deers ran, but rudolf stayed. Eenie-meanie-minie-moe, don't awake and hope for a show. Run, deer, run. A fay is no nun.
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Records Of Deer and Lamb.
FantasySomething I thought of bc I was bored. Hope you like it! I'm not much of a poet, so this writting is gonna a bit weird and bad. Basically an old-style fairytale, how dark and messed up they use to be. Why? I like messed up shit! Basically, these two...
