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A Nursery Rhyme Of An Ugly Kind

Poor little girl named,
No..I won't say who,
did not know what to do.
She has a great burden
that she must carry
given to her 
by a trusted man,
who was close and married

He told her not to say
how he stopped her at play
to teach her his many lewd
and ugly carnal games.

So in fear
she would be to blame
and in fear
of her love ones hurting
that poor little girl 
promised never to say
and now must carry
that enormous burden.

Written by me in the eighties for a child abuse campaign. Revised 2013







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  1. Date: 3/21/2013 9:45:00 AM

    It is amazing that so much good can come from such evil. Your poem stands in evidence that good will, in time, overcome evil..... Bless you.... Jake

  1. Date: 1/7/2013 7:27:00 AM

    Sad that it still happens in our modern informed world..Great that you have penned these lines for this needs to be out there..Sara

  1. Date: 1/7/2013 7:00:00 AM

    I like your poem, well written in rhyme. - / / Anne-Lise :)