Hey diddle diddle, the cat hates his fiddle, the cow won't jump over the moon. The little dog cried, to see such despair, and the dish just tripped over the spoon.
Perversions part 1.
This is part 1 of a series of poems I made. Could be a bit difficult without the other parts. I'll post them soon. I leave its meaning up to your imagination but I'll leave some clues in the tags. Don...