You know that little Nursery rhyme that went something like this:

Mary had a little lamb, little lamb,
little lamb, Mary had a little lamb
whose fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went
Mary went, Mary went, everywhere
that Mary went
The lamb was sure to go.

He followed her to school one day,
school one day, school one day,
He followed her to school one day,
Which was against the rules,
It made the children laugh and play,
laugh and play, laugh and play,
It made the children laugh and play,
To see a lamb at school.

And so the teacher turned it out,
turned it out, turned it out,
And so the teacher turned it out,
But still it lingered near,
He waited patiently about,
ly about, ly about,
He waited patiently about,
Till Mary did appear.

"Why does the lamb love Mary so?"
love Mary so?" love Mary so?"
"Why does the lamb love Mary so?"
The eager children cried.
"Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know,"
lamb, you know," lamb, you know,"
"Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know,"
The teacher did reply.

Although, do you think, maybe, it isn't that they love each other, but maybe, they both went crazy . . .
or they're partners in crime . . . YOU KNOW CHILDREN STORIES AREN'T AS INNOCENT AS THEY SEEM! Jack And Jill: STOLE the pale of water. The Crown Jack broke wasn't the crown they try to refer to. It's a crown Jack stole.
There is so many more: POP GOES THE WEASEL(I think this one is obvious), Billy Goats Gruff (I'll explain later), Red Riding Hood, etc.

Anyway, I've written a few REAL nursery rhymes that describe the truth.

Mary was scary, was quite hairy, definitely wasn't a fairy. She had walking mutton (Sheep meat) that was something, because it played at the arcade. It never won, but after it was done, it collected it's pay from the raffle. That mutton, really was something; wasn't a glutton, AND OF COURSE IT HAS A BELLYBUTTON!
Then one night it woke up in a fright, just couldn't sleep, got to it's feet and started to bleat:
Why am I called mutton?
Silly sheep! That's your meat, it's what we eat!  Mary yawned. Now go back to sleep.
Poor little lamb! It just didn't see! It didn't understand what it would be! When it became three...
There was a mutton, really, by golly, was something, it was especially good with beans.

Mary had a little lamb, a little pork, a little ham.....

Mary had a little lamb and passed the plate down for some more.

So, in my opinion, Mary is a psychopath and her lamb is a heathen.

All my lambs are heathens take it slow......


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