THE DARKENER

Dave Boles

THE DARKENER: RING AROUND THE ROSY OH

And so the Darkener came and placed his hands

In those of the Sickener and so they resumed

Their trek to destruction. And also so as tales

Go, they found a flea to carry their torture.

And it’s Ring around the rosy oh, the fever pitch

The crazy bitch that chases its tail in destruction

A pocket full of posies go as round the ring the

Dancers go, scratch at the fleas and think no more

But ashes, ashes, they all fall down  And the Quickner,

And the baker and the glad undertaker go round the ring

Again for children playing, go past the reaper grim and

All for playing, playing, playing.  And all in fun for playing.