and as for the bucket

This theme??? I'm OBSESSED <3 Genuinely looking forward to your poetry this year! <333

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there once was a child from dover
whose parents had gone and keeled over
a life on the street
with no food left to eat
made him join them there, six feet below-ver

wow! this poem captures the dark themes many child rhymes have very well. the rhymes and rhythms give this dark topic a lighthearted theme. excellent job, plume! good luck for the rest of your napo <3

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there once was a woman from kent
whose fingers were knarled and bent
from the days she spent milling
for barely a shilling
when byssinosis came, she went

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there once was a lad from durham
who lived all his life in a slum
went to work in the mines
from ten until nine
black lung made him dead as they come

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there once was a lady from dorset
who pulled the strings taut on her corset
she stayed pretty and able
to put food on the table
until her breath left, flat and forcèd

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there once was an old chef from cork
each day for the duke he made pork
the duke stayed unsated
the chef stayed frustrated
till he self-impaled with his own fork

Um this is amazing. *subscribe*

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there once was a mother from perth
who had never learned her own worth
the men in her life
were all blind to her strife
so she died after thrice giving birth

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there once was a girl from west end
who had always loved playing pretend
she said "i'll keep trying"
but she knew she was lying
her funeral had no foe nor friend

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there once was an orphan from bath
whose parents died in war's own path
by the time he was grown
war was once again sown
and thus he perished in battle's wrath

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there once was a young boy from devon
who was the tenth child among eleven
ignored by his siblings
who preferred their quibblings
they only cared once he'd found heaven

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there once was an old biddy from york
who fed birds tiny seeds with a fork
she vanished one day
amd her neighbors all say
she was carried away by a stork