Ring a ring of roses A pocket full of posies Atishoo, atishoo We all fall down Ashes on the water Ashes in the sea Ashes on the riverside One, two, three

Ring around the rosies Pocket full of posies Ashes, ashes, we all fall down Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head Into my childhood they're spoon fed Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real Look at the pages that cause all this evil Mary