Why I am a murderer:
Goosey, goosey, gander, whither dost thou wander?
Upstairs and downstairs and in my lady’s chamber.
There I met an old man who wouldn’t say his prayers;
I took him by the left leg and threw him down the stairs.
Why I am a bad mother:
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe
She had so many children she didn’t know what to do.
She gave them some broth, without any bread,
And whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.
Why I eloped:
Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed to see such a sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
Why I am a bad artist:
Why I am lazy:
Little boy blue come blow your horn
The sheep is in the meadow, the cow is in the corn.
Where is the little boy tending the sheep?
He’s under the haystack, fast asleep.
Will you wake him up?
No, not I.
For if I do, he’s sure to cry.
Why I don’t trust the healthcare system:
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Couldn’t put Humpty together again.
Why I can’t sleep at night: