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The not-so nursery rhyme everyone was expecting of me. Maybe I should go to Baltimore and put this on his tombstone. Funnily enough, his moment of death was two days ago (at the time of me writing this).

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The Tale Of Deborah Downs

Deborah Downs is a girl who failed to make her mama all too proud

Mrs.Downs didn’t make a sound

Mr.Downs couldn’t even bother to just be around

That’s just how life goes for Deborah Downs

Word around town is that Deborah makes babies frown

Since she put her own mother in the ground

Word around town is that Deborah made the horses leap from the Merry-go-round

As soon as she rode it, the ride broke down

Word around town is that Deborah makes all the priests repent and bow down

As if satan himself gave her the thorny crown

One day, Deborah became tired of being put in the dog pound

She was not of her name, sick of the put-downs

So she decided she would put herself down

Her tomb reads:

“Here Lies Deborah Downs, Even God Can Be A Clown.”

This was the tale of Deborah Downs

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It just sneaks up on me. A itch I just can’t scratch. Until I scratch the paper (or keyboard).

Written on October 9th, 2024