![]() Nursery Rhymes old school time.A Poem by ROXANE DORSEY
Missssssss Marrrrrrry Met, Met, Met
all dress'd in black, black, black wit silver buttons, buttons, buttons all down her back, back, back. She ask'd her mother, mother, mother for fifteen cents, cents, cents to see the elephants. She went to the front line, line, line to get inside, side, side. It was a fence, fence, fence. She jump'd so high, high, high. she never came back, back, back til the fourth of July, lie, lie. Uncle Fred, Fred, Fred fell out the bed, bed, bed on a piece of corn bread, bread bread.
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Added on September 9, 2017 Last Updated on September 9, 2017 AuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..Writing
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