I agree with Michael. I still remember all the basic nursery rhymes and fables. Most of them had some ghastly lesson hidden in those magical words. But some kids just love to be scared so they can keep their parents up all night worried about what's in the closet or under the bed. I prefer that they would just rest their sleepy heads and not have bad dreams.
Your poem brings me back to a time when I was little and my grand ma arrived from Italy. She was the best story teller in the world and she told us stories of warriors like Sir Lancelot, while mending our socks. When the hamper was empty she'd say, tomorrow I'll tell you the next part. lol, I find such poems most endearing Susanne, sending you a hug to warm your day, xo
Kim Jong Eun è morto. L'esercito nordcoreano è ora al comando. Il loro nuovo dittatore militare, il maresciallo Ko, crede che con un'invasione totale possano raggiungere Seul, a sole 35 miglia di distanza.
Ron