Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go.
She brought her lamb to school one day; the kids let out loud jeers.
The children took her lamb away, and Mary choked on tears.
Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was red with blood.
She took it's little body home, and swore she'd hurt them good.
Mary knew that lambsblood called things acient, hidden, and deep.
As Mary painted signs of old, never did she weep.
Mary had a little lamb; it made her something scary.
Now I dare you, look in a morror and whisper, "Bloody Mary."
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Scary Stories #Wattys2016
Short Storyhey guys and galls. I realized that the description for this said that I made these up, No I did not. my mum messed me up by confusing me. but these aren't mine, All Credit goes to the Authors who Wrote these. hope y'all like it. comment, vote, favo...
