One, twoA Poem by Weeping WillowMe and my sister heard something ike this but couldn't remeber the real words. So we made up our own, I changed some for my book thought.(The one in one of my books) One, two, I’m coming for you, Three, four, I’ll break down your dour, Five, six, I’ll cut you into bits, Seven, eight, I’ll kill your mate, Nine, ten, I’ll steal your men, Eleven, twelve, Save yourself (What me and my sister thought of) One, two, He's coming for you, Three, four, He'll knock on your dour, Five, six, He'llcut you into bits, Seven, eight, Your to late, Nine, ten, His name is jason, Eleven, twelve, Save yourself © 2012 Weeping WillowAuthor's Note
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Added on September 6, 2012 Last Updated on September 6, 2012 AuthorWeeping WillowDream land, Shelbyville, AustraliaAboutMy name is Weeping Willow I am a girl, and I love to write. I’m not always good and usually get bored of something easily. I’m a little weird and far out when it comes to stories. Even th.. more..Writing
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