Cover It Up

Crooked man (plus my part)

Once there was a crooked man,

Who walked a crooked mile.

He found a crooked sixpence

Upon a crooked stile.

He bought a crooked cat,

Which caught a crooked mouse.

And they all lived together,

In a crooked little house.

The crooked man had a crooked body,

And only crooked things.

But he smiled his crooked smile,

When life brought crooked pains.

He took a crooked knife,

And cut his crooked rope,

And hung himself from his crooked house,

But his own crooked throat.