My cousin (username Mango1054) and I wrote this nursery rhyme together.
One little murder victim floating in a lake,
His heart’s been pierced by a big metal stake.
He met his end, body wracked with pain,
From his death there was much to gain.
Two little murder victims lying on the ground,
One’s been stabbed and one’s been drowned.
They met their end screaming with fear,
Now the ground’s soaked with their tears.
Three little murder victims hanging in a tree,
Bodies so fresh that one still bleeds.
They met their end full of despair,
Blood and guts caked in their hair.