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The Pleasant Pheasant Plucker

Warning, reading this aloud can be injurious to your reputation! {Based on a very old two line tongue twister}

 

I am a peasant who plucks pheasants

Morning noon and night,

T’is no easy task this pheasant plucking and, I just can’t get it right.

I pluck ‘em fast; I pluck em slow Till . . . → Read More: The Pleasant Pheasant Plucker

Sleep softly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As I lay snugly warm and safe
Within my families womb
My heart begins a slow sad ache
For another child will cry tonight
Another child will die tonight
What was once their home
will become their tomb

Anger tears me as I read
The desperate pleas of a child in need
How can we continue to ignore
The deafening cries from every land
Can the balance be restored
Or are we so desensitized to pain
That we can’t give
With no thought of gain Continue reading Sleep softly.