So! right then...greetings one and all...

This poem isn't so much my work i have to admit...basically i stumbled across my mother singing with my baby sister "ring around the rosy pockets full of posies, upstairs down stairs we all fall down" i began thinking "What bullshit is this!?" i detest people who censor stuff because it makes them uncomfortable, how ever my mother starts babbling on about there being multiple versions of the song...so i look it up and sure enough i find a few other versions....so, i decided i would put them in order of how i found them, and this is what i came up with...

they say that its an urban legend that ring around the rosy is based upon the plague...decide for your self..