Totenkinder Nursery Rhyme
by Kris Straub on Oct.29, 2008, under By Kris Straub
Make my house from twigs and sticks
Father, father
I have no clay, I have no bricks
Father sings.
Build my house and make it strong
Mother, mother
It will keep you winter long
Mother sings.
In the evening tend the fire
Good child, good child
Careful not to let it higher
Good child sings.
In the morning, early morning
Ashes, ashes
Mother cries and father warning
Bad child gone.
— Traditional
3 comments for this entry:
November 2nd, 2008 on 10:59 pm
I’d love to hear a recorded recitation of this — I always have trouble imagining the rhythm and pacing of these sorts of things.
November 2nd, 2008 on 10:59 pm
Yikes, my Gravatar seems wildly inappropriate for this site…
January 12th, 2012 on 11:45 am
i always find nursery rhymes to be freaking creepy!