Hush
Hush little baby don't say a word
Mama's gonna buy you a mocking bird
If that mocking bird don't sing
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring
If that diamond ring don't shine
Mama's gonna get you a porcupine
If that porcupine don't prick
Mama's gonna smash your head with a brick
If that don't make you shut up
Mama's gonna have to give you up.
Mama's gonna buy you a mocking bird
If that mocking bird don't sing
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring
If that diamond ring don't shine
Mama's gonna get you a porcupine
If that porcupine don't prick
Mama's gonna smash your head with a brick
If that don't make you shut up
Mama's gonna have to give you up.
posted by Sickboy at 11:31 PM
7 Comments:
tumbled upon your blog last year.. then came bak 2-3 months bak to see u hadnt posted for long.. now again u seem to be bak 2 action.. :)
Good to know we have readers from far off Delhi. :) Posts have indeed dried up of late. We shall try and post more often.
very morbid.
Rather eminem like, I guess!
Nice one... Very good!
Aren't we cheery now!
ugh this is what we term "Hedonism redefined" :))))))))
words, mere words..how terrible they are, how clear, vivid and terrible they are....
where do they emanate from? I heard from the garage we carry on our heads, i.e.Brain or that beats softly behind our breasts...
words see the truth behind the mask, you are not really as maniacal as others read you...
Jyo
I really am. :D
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