I shall be…
leaving today until at least Sunday, hopefully not more than that.
I’ll be lurking until I leave, leave things in my ask box. And the ask boxes of my four creations:
And I’ll see you all on Sunday, maybe Monday.
Hey Drunk Bitch…
“I got a song we can sing.” grins some.
♪About a maid I’ll sing a song,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
About a maid I’ll sing a song
Who didn’t have her family long.
Not only did she do them wrong,
She did ev’ryone of them in, them in,
She did ev’ryone of them in. ♪Hiccups and goes on with the song.
♪One morning in a fit of pique,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
One morning in a fit of pique,
She drowned her father in the creek.
The water tasted bad for a week,
And we had to make do with gin, with gin,
We had to make do with gin. ♪Joins in.
♪ Her mother she could never stand,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
Her mother she cold never stand,
And so a cyanide soup she planned.
The mother died with a spoon in her hand,
And her face in a hideous grin, a grin,
Her face in a hideous grin. ♪Knows the song and joins in.
♪ She set her sister’s hair on fire,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
She set her sister’s hair on fire,
And as the smoke and flame rose high’r,
Danced around the funeral pyre,
Playin’ a violin, -olin,
Playin’ a violin. ♪♪ She weighted her brother down with stones,
Rickety-tickety-tin,
She weighted her brother down with stones,
And sent him off to davy jones.
All they ever found were some bones,
And occasional pieces of skin, of skin,
Occasional pieces of skin. ♪Hiccups and giggles.
♪ One day when she had nothing to do,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
One day when she had nothing to do,
She cut her baby brother in two,
And served him up as an irish stew,
And invited the neighbors in, -bors in,
Invited the neighbors in. ♪
♪ And when at last the police came by,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
And when at last the police came by,
Her little pranks she did not deny,
To do so she would have had to lie,
And lying, she knew, was a sin, a sin,
Lying, she knew, was a sin. ♪
Hey Drunk Bitch…
“I got a song we can sing.” grins some.
♪About a maid I’ll sing a song,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
About a maid I’ll sing a song
Who didn’t have her family long.
Not only did she do them wrong,
She did ev’ryone of them in, them in,
She did ev’ryone of them in. ♪Hiccups and goes on with the song.
♪One morning in a fit of pique,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
One morning in a fit of pique,
She drowned her father in the creek.
The water tasted bad for a week,
And we had to make do with gin, with gin,
We had to make do with gin. ♪Joins in.
♪ Her mother she could never stand,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
Her mother she cold never stand,
And so a cyanide soup she planned.
The mother died with a spoon in her hand,
And her face in a hideous grin, a grin,
Her face in a hideous grin. ♪
Knows the song and joins in.
♪ She set her sister’s hair on fire,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
She set her sister’s hair on fire,
And as the smoke and flame rose high’r,
Danced around the funeral pyre,
Playin’ a violin, -olin,
Playin’ a violin. ♪
Depressed Cat - Not Caring
Dimitri came to her and said, “Cat, you really need to come home. You are so skinny, you need to eat more.”
“I don’t care, I don’t want to go back until he is home. Every time I sit there in my home I can’t stop thinking about him. I think about him less if I am outside.” she replied and lay there.
“Cat, c’mon… he wouldn’t want you starving yourself and laying out here like this.” Dimitri tried to reason and pointed at her tattered clothes and her thin frame.
“I don’t care at all…leave me alone unless you have news of him.” she said and tried to get up, instead she turned and glared at him.
“You are hopeless…” he said and walked off.
“I want him back…” she muttered.
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- ANY question
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