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My first poem shared. Enjoy! |
| Mary had a little lamb, It's fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went, The lamb was sure to go. It followed her to school one day, The kids let out loud jeers. The children took her lamb away, And Mary choked on tears. Mary had a little lamb, It's fleece was red with blood. She took it's little body home, And swore she'd hurt them good. Mary knew that people feared, Things they could not see. Mirrors were a sign of evil, And never did she weep. Mary had a little lamb, It made her something scary. Now I dare you, look in a mirror, And whisper, "Bloody Mary." |