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Nursery Rhymes Revisited

Jack and Jill went up the hill
each with a buck and a quarter
Jill came down with two fifty
don't tell me they went up for water!

Georgie Porgie 
kissed the girls and made them cry,
now he has to register as a sex offender.

Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
to get her dog a bone,
went she bent over, Rover came over
and gave her a bone of her own!

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a bad fall
a victim of bullying!

3 blind mice see how they run
Farmers wife was armed with mace!

Little Miss Muffet sat on a Tuffet
eating curds & whey
along came a spider,
and she beat the crap out of it!

Mary Mary quite contrary,
the broad was hard to get along with!

Jack be nimble Jack be quick
Jack was too slow and he 
burnt his naughty bits!

Little Bo Peep lost a sheep,
check in with the horny teenage
farm boy next door.


Premium Member We Paint Big Bad Wolf On Tuesdays

Humpty Dumpty has never looked this serene
You think so? I think he looks rather green.
I need silence while I draw said Mother Hubbard.
Her dog wandered off to sniff out her cupboard.

Papa bear asked if Goldilocks would be in today.
He liked drawing her, thin, trembling and gray.
The other artists glared at his gall, wishing him away.
He took a hint and wandered outside to play.

Red Riding Hood expressed relief at the still life.
She was scared of the wolf, he still brought her strife.
We paint the wolf only on Tuesdays Puss in boots said.
His paints were wobbling, blind mice shaking it in its stead.

Where is the Alice? Asked the white rabbit.
He stops by on Mondays which is always his habit.
She may stop by on Tuesday, want to paint with us?
“Not today,” rabbit said. “My missus is all in a fuss.”
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Twisted Goose Goes Cuckoo For Haiku

For P.D's "Going Haiku Crazy" Contest

 
How Many?

going to St. Ives
met folks on that smelly bus
more than I could count

Just Sleep Walking?

Wee Willy Winky
caught outside a boy’s window
in a night garment

Got Wool?

naked in the lane
three bags-full of wool sheared off
baa baa black sheep fleeced

She Didn’t Know What to Do!

Kids’ cries from inside -
outside an old woman’s shoe
child welfare people

Clean Your Plate!

Licking their plates clean
Jack Sprat and wife do their part. . .
kids starve in China

The Treacherous Hill

pail of spilled water
Jill’s body sprawled over Jack’s
one big bloody mess

What a Ding Dong

good deed for the day
boy scout Tommy Stout by well. . . 
scratches on his arm

Not Even a Bone

old Mother Hubbard
Social Security cut
dog needs a new home

Yellow Georgie

victims of Porgie 
confront him in the playground
his true color shows

The Original Blonde

Bo peep loses sheep
birth of a new tradition. . . 
blonde jokes being told

The Schemer

some spilled curds and whey
spider near a fallen chair
supping happily

Making the Best. . . 

Humpty takes a spill
the whole army can’t fix him
omelets for lunch

Baby Catches On

the church and steeple
and now you show me people?
those are just fingers!

They Say He Couldn’t Keep Her!

gossip in the town
pumpkin shell big as a house. .  
where is Peter’s wife?

Bye, Hushed Baby

the sound of wind’s rush
baby’s cries abruptly hushed
broken branch on ground

*I'm choosing this series of haiku for several reasons.
First, it's the only post I made named "Twisted" so it
is an obvious choice. Second, I do have other poems
I consider a bit twisted, but, I simply cannot
remember the titles of some of these really old poems
to look for them.  Finally, this series was inspired by 
a long ago contest of PD's in which I got the idea
to take nursery rhymes and twist them,  and so 
I'm reviving this series which can no longer be
viewed by anybody here unless it's in a contest!
Form: Haiku

Solutions To Old Nursery Rhyme Complaints

I've often wondered who dealt with
fairy tale complaints. There seems to
be a lot of them among the fairy tale
acquaints.

Here are just a few suggestions I myself
if could, would make and maybe fairy Tale
land would be peaceful for heaven's sake.

Old Mother Hubbard had no bones in
her cupboard and her dog has no bone.
We could offer her Pease pudding and even
if it is nine days old, I am sure the dog would
be happy with the old crone.

Peter Peter Pumpkin eater, put his wife
in a shell, there he kept her very well.
There's no time to plead and pine nor 
no time to wheedle, if she would kiss him 
quick, he would be gone, and pop would go
that weasel.

Seesaw Margery Daw, Johnny got a new master
johnny only earned a penny a day because he
could work no faster. He should take lessons from
Peter Piper who could pick a peck of pickles and at
it became a master.

There was an old woman who lived in a house
exceedingly small, a man open his mouth and
swallowed woman, house and all. Maybe he should
of had some of the King's Blackbird pie and he could
have filled his tummy instead with a pie full of caw.
Form: Rhyme

Bad Childrens Storys

humpty dumpty sat on a wall
when he knew his big butt was going to fall
why did he even get up there at all
a round guy on a tiny ledge
so he fell off and crack his head 
now humpty dumpty is just scrambled eggs

jack and jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of ,yea right
that boy did;nt follow her just for water that night
i think he cause they had a fight
you know what it sounds like to me  
like he was just working on a strategry
another little love story ending up in tradergdy

old mother hubbard went to the cubbard to get her poor dog a bone
now why did she go there knowing her cubbards were bare 
and she didnt have  any food of her own
instead of wasting time looking on the shelf
she should let the dog go and fend for himself

but my favorite is the three little pigs
now here  a story that i can really dig 
even though the big bad wolf blew thier house down
 those little pigs still stood their ground
kinda like red riding hood did 
when that wolf tried to diguise himself
 in her grandmothers wig

 we tell these story to our kids
just like our parents and their parents did
we add our own words in from time to time 
putting a whole new view on nursery rymes
as we lose ourself in the stories we often wonder why
because we know in real life fairy tales are just a lie
Form: Ballad


Premium Member The Shut Down

What’s really going on during this “Shutdown?”
Well, this is an idea of what is possibly going on.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. Who is Humpty Dumpty? (It begins with T and rhymes with Dump. Now put them together and you get Dump T…)
Lil Jack Horner sat in a corner (Waiting on the Epstein files to be released)
Jack and Jill went up the hill (Capital Hill to protest)
Lil Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet (Minding her business)
Hickory Dickory Dock, the mouse ran up the clock (Time is ticking. When will this shutdown end?)

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack jumped over the candlestick (You gotta be quick to avoid deportation)
Lil Sally Walker sitting in a saucer (Filing for unemployment)
This Lil Piggy went to the market (But the high cost of groceries sent her right back home)
Mary, Mary quite contrary (Yall already know who is the most arrogant, contrary, male version of Mary)
Lil Bo Peep lost her sheep (And her job due to mass firings related to this government shutdown)

Wee Willie Winkle runs through the town (Running away from ICE)
There was an old lady who lived in a shoe (Because affordable housing is not so affordable)
The wheels on the bus goes round and round (Just like this government with all the finger pointing and name blaming)
A sailor went to sea, sea, sea (Away from the Ugly BBB)

London Bridge is falling down (This country)
Rock-a-bye baby on a tree top (Poor baby, just trying to sleep in peace)
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard (And because her snap benefits were cut, it was bare)
Hush lil baby, don’t say a word (Sounds like a Republican)

If you happy and you know it clap your hands (Don’t think nobody clapping right about now)
It’s raining, it’s pouring, the old man is snoring (That old man tired, he been so stressed worrying about his social security benefits)
Take me out to the ball game (For a much needed distraction from all this chaos and dysfunction), I’m over it!
Form: Narrative

Cinderella Trump

Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Cinderella has just lost her Jimmy Choo's
As poor Prince Charmings face is a picture
Smelling the elixir of pumpkin feet
Resonating from a discarded single glass slipper

Fairytales exclude most details
Like dating sites and bad blind dates
Or droopy red roses and blue violets 
Sold from the back of an old pick up truck
Manned by a gypsy who has never sold flowers
Roses are Red 
Violets are Blue
If Trumps president
Then none of this matter's 
As old prince charming 
Gave Cinderella shoe
To old mother hubbard
To hide in a cupboard 
And this doesn't even make sense to me anymore
As im very very drunk
Sorry

Premium Member Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,  
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall...
Or did he?  It's really hard to tell,
Though he was fractured all to hell.

Indeed, his personality was split.
He had less sense than an oven mitt.
When he went to London to see the queen,
I thought it best to intervene.

I summoned the king's men and horses -
Had any taken psychology courses?
"We don't know how to read and write, and
The king says we shan't be enlightened."

So, I took things into my own hands - 
Said, "you're Jack Horner, understand?"
Leaving the corner with some dame Jill,
He broke his crown, again, on the hill.   

I said, "man, you are accident prone"
He asked, "Mother Hubbard, where's my bone?"
Screaming, I ran as fast as I can,  
"This place is nuts. I'm the gingerbread man."
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Nursery Rhyme Land

Hickory Dickory Dock, the mouse,
Ran up the clock,
But the crooked little man
In his crooked little house,
Who caught this crooked mouse
After Humpty Dumpty's fall,
Could not prevent the coming
Down of baby, cradle and all!
Now old Mother Hubbard,
Checked her bare cupboard
And found Jack and Jill,
Who lived just up the hill,
She wrapped poor Jack’s head
In vinegar and brown paper!
Guy Fawkes scandalous caper,
Was renown, he met the Duke of York,
Who to Fawkes, seemed quite a dork,
For the Duke took all his men up,
Then down, and up and again down, 
He did not want to break his crown!
At that moment a Ladybird, 
Whose house was on fire and 
Her children gone, flew to the house,
That Jack built, and sat on the maidens
Lap all forlorn,
In the early morn,
But the maiden had gone to bed with John
Who still had his trousers on!
Both had a ball, and sang 
A song of Sixpence,
But in their defence
They were hiding from Guy Fawkes
And his gunpowder plot,
In bed, thought of it naught!
Suddenly through their bed
Ran three blind mice for their life
And a farmers wife,
Who was cutting their tails with a knife!
Imagine three little kittens,
Who had lost their mittens
But could have no pie, 
When they saw the blind mice,
Pie was history, as once,
Twice and thrice,
They caught the blind mice!
Meanwhile Polly had put the kettle on
So that all the mourners for Cock Robin,
Could all have a cup of tea,
It was the fly with his little eye,
Who first saw him die.
However, through all of this,
Little Jack Horner
Who sat in his corner
Heard Tom, Tom the Pipers son,
And though related none
Visited the Queen of hearts,
Who gave them some tarts!
Night time was nigh
And way up in the sky,
Was a twinkling star,
That Jack Sprat spotted from afar,
And so did old King Cole,
But at the same time heard the bell toll,
For poor cock robin,
So he started sobbing,
But soon cheered up when
He saw a fine lady upon a white horse,
Riding to Banbury Cross!
Wee Willie Winkie, asked for a ride
Through the town,
Still in his nightgown!
But when he saw the cow jump 
Over the moon,
And the dish,
Run away with the spoon,
He rubbed his eyes and said what a fiddle,
Hey diddle diddle!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Farewell Mother Goose Farewell 2020

Farewell Mother Goose Farewell 2020
David J Walker  (12/21/2020)

Old Mother Hubbard was
Dancing a jig
To a tune of long ago
The little dog laughed to
See her swig from a cup
Of his yellow snow 

While little boy blue
Was tooting his horn 
The cow jumped 
Over the moon
Little Bo-Peep was 
Singing forlorn to a year
That was out of tune 

And little Jack Horner
Abandoned his corner 
The candle had burned itself out
And three little kittens made 
Face masks of mittens
And went on their way about 

Then Hickory Dickory
 Annoyed with Dock 
Could wait not longer to chime
Pushed on the hands to 
Hurry the clock 
To end this weary rhyme

Audios 
	So long 
		Farewell 
2020
Aufweidersein
		Adieu
The clock will strike 
Your final hour
As we wave goodbye 
To you
Form: Rhyme

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