Little girl, little girl
Why are you crying?Little boy, little boy
Why would you think of dying?Little girl, little girl
Are you ready for the end?Little boy, little boy
Is death your only friend?Little girl, little girl
Holding up your headLittle boy, little boy
Don't worry you'll soon be deadLittle girl, little girl
By a noose or by a knifeLittle boy, little boy
You'll soon take your own life
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Poison
PoetryWords are like poison All quotes and poems are mine unless mentioned otherwise