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Favorites Do your chores little child
You must be good
And if you're not
I'll make you wish you would
The deathdealers will come
If you don't brush your gums
They'll rip out your teeth
And do it just for fun
Go to sleep little one
And look under your bed
Close your closet
Or you could be dead
Take a bath, young child
Or death is afoot
They look for children
Covered in soot
Be a good little child
you don't want to die
Watch for the deathdealers
Hush now, don't cry.
Oooooh I like this! It's kind'a like a demented nursery rhyme or a way to get your kids to do stuff LOL!