It's raining, it's pouring;
The old man is snoring.
Bumped his head
And he went to bed
And he couldn't get up in the morning.
Now think about that... He bumped his head, went bed, and couldn't get up in the morning. He died of a fucking concussion, guys. Think about that next time you tell a kid that rhyme.
Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater,
Had a wife and couldn't keep her.
He put her in a pumpkin shell
And there he kept her, very well.
Oh my god... He kidnapped someone... Call the police.