[Ropeburn]

There was once a lady who lived in a shoe.
She had too many kids and made poison stew.
Slurp as the kids did,
As the mother said goodbye to her kids.

She then wondered, why are they still alive?
She bought a axe and went to chop up them fast,
One lost its eye, another its heart,
They all pleaded, "Why mummy, Why?"
All she said was, "Good night my angels."
When the navy found out, she was beheaded quick,
Faster than you could say Hurry, Quick quick!
Though her soul is not gone yet,
For whoever buys the lady's home,
Ye be wearing your death.