My friend asked me for a bedtime story, and since I was playing the game 'The Crooked Man' I decided to extend the Mother Goose rhyme.
'There was a crooked man, who walked a crooked mile,
He found a crooked sixpence, upon a crooked stile.
He bought a crooked cat, who caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together, in a little crooked house.'
That's the original poem.
The picture I didn't draw at all.
Poem (extension) (c) me.
Meaning you can't use this full poem without my expressed permission.
EDIT: Now with watermark
EDIT edit: I'm no longer going to people's pages to thank them for faving, It's not that I don't appreciate it, but I get at least a few faves a day and if I skip checking for day it's quite a lot, so here I'll say 'Thanks for faving!'
EDIT EDIT: The people who are allowed to use this are:
Anyone who is not on this list (which I will update as soon as I can) does NOT have my permission.
He had a set of crooked teeth, to match his crooked smile...
anyway good job on the poem and apologies for my depressing words above.
The only Crooked Man worth Crookeding is the one from The Book Of Lost Things
What, do you need to look it up on wikipedia or the main tvropes page? I linked to the Nightmare Fuel subpage because it described what that Crooked Man did.
I'll be writing a review on the book soon, would you like to read that?
ur younger then me but im more scared of things then u
seriously they let kids listen this kind of stuff
mother goose is messed up
Um, i have the complete version.. but don't blame me if it's not..um..real. i juat copy it from a mother goose site.
He met a crooked woman and they found a crooked preach
They had a little marriage on a crooked little beach
They had some crooked children and they lived a crooked live
The crooked man, the cat, the mouse, the woman and the children were happy for a number of crookedly long years
Lived a life of crooked happinnes, no worries and no fears
Until one day, the crooked woman upset the crooked man
He yelled a crooked yell and then he hit her and he ran
The crooked man came again at the stroke of twelve
That was when their crooked life became a living hell
There was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile
And when he killed his wife and children, he smiled a crooked smile : )