Interlude: a delightful little skipping song

On the way somewhere - back from under the Glassworks, maybe - you overhear a group of children skipping rope and singing a song.

Put her body on the bed.Take a knife and lop her head.Watch the blood come out the pipe.Feeds the stirge, so nice and ripe.Drops of red so sparkly bright.Splatters spell her name just right.With a hammer killed his wife.Now he wants to claim your life.Tricksy father tells a lie.Listen close or you will die. 

Maybe you think - whatever, kids are weird.  Maybe you ask them, and they've been singing that song since, like, forever.  Her big sister taught it to them, they think?  It's just a song to sing for skipping rope.


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