the_elsinatr
PenMuse
Oranges/Lemons
"Oranges and Lemons say the bells of St Clemens
You owe me five farthings say the bells of St Martins.
When will you pay me? say the bells of Old Bailey
When I am rich say the bells of Shoreditch.
When will that be? say the bells of Stepney
I do not know says the great bell of Bow
Here comes the candle to light you to bed
Here comes the chopper to chop off your head
Chip chop chip chop"
Oranges and Lemons say the bells of St Clemens
You owe me five farthings say the bells of St Martins.
When will you pay me? say the bells of Old Bailey
When I am rich say the bells of Shoreditch.
When will that be? say the bells of Stepney
I do not know says the great bell of Bow
Here comes the candle to light you to bed
Here comes the chopper to chop off your head
Chip chop chip cho-
This has been in my head for the longest time. Stupid
children's rhyme. Now I'm starting to rhyme. Oh dear.
Am I okay? Do I need psychiatric help? Or is it just
society, trying to change me and mould me to their selfish
whims? Who knows. pce
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