Difference between revisions of ""Old Man Ten""

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"Old Man Ten had ten young get, Yet not a one of them was young, But Old Man Ten would soon be dead And about his bed they hung.

An ocean of tears did they each give, To shower their dying dad, On the day it looked like he might live, Not one in ten was glad.

'It looks the worst,' said dear old dad, It looks as if I may pull through!' 'Fret not father! Poisons to be had That could do for five of you!'

'Or I could find a big red rock!' Exclaimed the youngest of his brood, 'And all the redder it would look With the addition of your blood!'

'No no, I say, each is too dull. Not one of them will end my days. I wish to die, be nix and null In death I wish to stay.'

'Forget the stones, he'll want a blade! Sharp as blade can be! And when we've done just as he bade, He'll share his death with me!'

'A wench! A fresh and lusty wench! No, two! No, three! No, four! The heart of him they'll twist and wrench Until he's dead on the floor!'

'No no, I say, each is too dull. Not one of them will end my days. I wish to die, be nix and null In death I wish to stay.'

'I will take you out into snow,' mused the cruelest of his bunch, 'And to the wolves I'll have you go, They'll eat you up for lunch!'

'I'll throw you through the big window, Like an eagle will you fly, And when you crumple on crags below, You'll smile as you die.'

'No no, I say, each is too dull. Not one of them will end my days. I wish to die, be nix and null In death I wish to stay.'

'BOO! Haha, I'll scare you stiff! A fright will stop your heart!' He was liked the least of Ten, and they threw him off the rampart.

'I'll take you out to seas of black, Bind your feet and wrists. And push you off the slipp'ry deck To drown in the Abyss.'

'No no, I say, each is too dull. Not one of them will end my days. I wish to die, be nix and null In death I wish to stay.'

'I'll hang you up until you choke. It will be quick due to your size. And crows will come to peck and poke Your tongue and ears and eyes.'

And sitting next to blazing fire His daughter said "May I suggest? A funeral pyre, that's your desire! To burn to ash is best!'

'No no, I say, each is too dull. Not one of them of them will end my days All of them! At once! Them all! I'll die ten different ways!' All of them! At once! Them all! I'll die ten different ways!'"