Short Stories for fun

My wrist is broken | Story a day #35

My wrist is broken, 

my head's explodin'

my feet can't touch the ground

If I succumb to the dead man's wishes

then I will be swimming with them fishes

all year round

The man's a-knockin

his face is shocking

take care to call him out

if you succumb to the dead man's schemes

then your skin will be cut into seams

inside and out

inside and out

---Nursery rhyme by the Elkan tribe to save their children from the man-in-the-woods' curse, forcefully translated to rhyme in our common tongue for stylistic purposes