I do not like thee, Doctor Fell,
The reason why, I cannot tell.
I took up a poker
And threw it at his head.
I took him by the left leg
And threw him down the stairs.
And here comes a chopper
to chop off your head!
I skipped over water, I danced over sea,
And all the birds in the air couldn't catch me.
I wanted to see how dark of a poem I could make out of some nursery rhymes, and I think this will do. The story is that the narrator doesn't like Dr. Fell, so he kills him and leaves the country to avoid being caught.
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