Random Acts of Poetry

Here Comes the Horse and Cart

Here comes the horse and cart, the horse and cart, the horse and cart.
Here comes the horse and cart to take our Tom away.

The driver rings his little bell, his little bell, his little bell.
The driver rings his little bell to tell us he’s on his way.

The cart is filled with all our friends, all our friends, all our friends.
The cart is filled with all our friends who are going to go today.

They caught the plague, now see their spots, see their spots, see their spots.
They caught the plague, now see their spots. They all died today.

The townsfolk gather to weep and wail, weep and wail, weep and wail.
The townsfolk gather to weep and wail for those who leave today.

Here comes the horse and cart, the horse and cart, the horse and cart.
Here comes the horse and cart to take our Tom away.


Written for "Monsters Under The Bed - CLOSED" 


The goal of this contest is to take the innocent Nursery Rhyme provided and turn it dark, twisted, and scary!

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