by Adrienne
Ring around the rosie
A pocket full of lies--
Here, a petal for your thoughts;
there, one for your eyes.
Here's for every tear I've shed
each year that you weren't grown
enough to touch my head
save pigtails pulled, stones thrown.
Ring around the rosie
A pocket full of blood--
Oh, my love that would have been,
if we had only known!
