Fractured Fables #11 - Mother Goose (poem) by Richard Lee King on AuthorsDen

Fractured Fables #11 - Mother Goose
by Richard Lee King → (All Poetry by Richard Lee King)
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Fractured Fables are my bastardized versions of childhood rhymes and stories. They would never be considered worthy of being in a children’s book.
FRACTURED FABLE # 11 – MOTHER GOOSE Mother Goose was very loose and sometimes it got her in trouble. She had problems with Jill trying to get her on the pill but later her problems would double. Jack left Jill sent Mother the bill ran off with a girl from the shoe. Jill didn’t tarry in a hurry to marry she hooked up with Little Boy Blue. The three little pigs nearly flipped their wigs hearing she had lain with the wolf. and our own Little Red said she’d kill her dead if ever she saw any proof. Little Miss Muffit was avoiding the tuffit cause she was afraid of the spider. Rewriting the story put Mother Goose in her glory in her heart she was always a writer. Now Jack, (from the beanstalk) refused even to talk for fear she’d rewrite his treasure. The three little kittens burned up their mittens as a sign of their displeasure and Peter Peter the pumpkin eater decided to change his ways. No longer married his wife now buried he was simply counting his days. Humpty Dumpty had gotten kinda lumpy after being routinely scrambled. Now when he walked or even talked most often he simply rambled and Little Bo Peep who sleeps with her sheep has been causing quite a stir. Though Mother Goose had gotten real loose she hadn’t expected it from her. Mary and her lambs are looking for rams seems all of em are really horny. Now all Mother’s lines and most of her rhymes seem to sound kinda porny. *Copyright* *© 2011 Richard Lee King. All Rights Reserved.*

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on June 19, 2012

Laughing out loud!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is hilarious, Richard!!! Very well penned....and thanks for the laughter!

Anna

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on June 18, 2012

This is priceless, thanks for brightening my day.

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on June 17, 2012

I am still laughing while I'm writing this! That was great!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Richard,
ahhh...the ryhmes the way they should be told..to us at least only you could have come up with this.
Budd

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Porny that's for sure! That was a good laugh. When you wrote about Mother Goose being loose, it got me thinking about an old story:

Errol Flynn was a rascal all his life. As a teenager, he learned that ducks were loose. So, he tied a piece of greasy bacon to a string, and fed it to one duck after another until he had several ducks strung together. What kind of a Mother Goose rhyme to make of that?

Ron

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Whats so fractured about these? I thought they were how the fables really were...at least for the adult version...;-) e

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

I wrote a poem called Betty Boop Was a Slut. Had Dick Tracy, Popeye, and all many of other characters from the funnies.

Anyway, I found this to me very amusing and cool. I was always kinda suspicious of Little Bo Peep, I gotta be honest.

Reviewed by Donna Chandler

Very clever. Nursery rhymes will never be the same.

Donna