“The Crooked Man” by BlitzkriegtheDarkCat
There once was a Crooked man, he 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 little crooked house.
But the Crooked man was sad and once, he had a thought,
Why should he be crooked when others, they were not?
So the Crooked man set out to make a crooked earth,
Crooked men and women, buried in crooked dirt.
And the Crooked man stepped forth and rang the crooked bell,
And thus his crooked soul spiraled into a crooked hell,
Murdered his crooked family and laughed a crooked laugh,
You people all must suffer, all of my crooked wrath!
Submitted April 14, 2019 at 11:05PM by BlitzkriegtheDarkCat