Rose Fed Goat Bled

Mildly disturbing variations on a slightly disturbing rhyme.

Rose Red Rose Red
Will I ever see the wed?
I will marry at thy will sir,
At thy will.


Most fed, ghost bled
Why you like to eat the dead?
Eyelids tarry at thy spill sir,
at thy spill


Fish head, moonsaid,
I wish I could lie in bed
I would harry at thy gills sir,
at thy gills


Godsped Goatshed,
Mother nature's waking dread
In the moonlight screaming shrill sir,
Screaming shrill


Hair shred, axe head,
Mortified he turned and fled.