Odd Girls

Come and play where the odd girls go.
Come, play the games that only they know.
Fall down, follow down, do come soon.
Come play along in the light of the moon.

Follow me, follow me to the forest where it’s dark.
Don’t be afraid of the teeth that are sharp,
for I have sharp teeth of my own,
and those that bite me will never go home.

Come and play where the odd girls go.
Come, play the games that only they know.
Fall down, follow down, do come soon.
Come play along in the light of the moon.

Please come play. I have stories to tell,
ones that are familiar and some you don’t know so well.
Stories like wind through ancient bones.
Stories that cause screaming in stones.

Come and play where the odd girls go
Run to the place between delight and woe.
Some come home, wiser than they left
and some linger on as permanent guests. 


This post is in response to a prompt given over at Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads, Eerie Nursery Rhymes

45 comments:

  1. I really do not want to follow the odd girls, nor play their little game... This is scary stuff!

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    1. Yaaaaaaaassss! I don't often write straight up scares, but I'm thrilled when I can pull it off.

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  2. "Stories like wind through ancient bones.
    Stories that cause screaming in stones."

    And I agree with Kerry...definitely captured the eerie in this! :)

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    1. Woot! It was fun prompt to play with. :)

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  3. Odd girls rock! You last stanza is killer!

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    1. Thanks Sharon! I am so glad you liked it.

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  4. I want to join the Odd Girl Club. I have sharp teeth, too! I want feel "Stories like wind through ancient bones." / and I soooo want to tell "Stories that cause screaming in stones."

    Yum, yum, yum!

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    1. I'll bet you'd all tell the best stories by the campfire.

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  5. Ah.. love the lure of the odd girls... but I would too much of a coward to follow... this should be sung really.

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    1. It does feel like it needs to be song, with the tinkle of a music box on it's last legs to accompany it.

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    1. Sounds like it would be a fabulous club to join

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  7. Whoa! Never mess with an odd girl and her extra sharp chainsaw teeth! I love this Rommy--it's a classic, and I could pick favorite parts out of it all day, but I will just mention the way the second stanza sets us up and knocks us down, and the grue in the very last line as being particular favorites.

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    1. I was hoping for that effect in the second stanza. :)

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  8. Ooo yes I want to say -- can I play? Normally, I don't go for rhymes - but I love this. Delightful indeed. Thanks for sharing!

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    1. LOL, normally I'm not much of a rhymer either! But I felt I ought to give it a shot and I'm satisfied with the results.

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  9. Such a lovely label, 'the odd girls', twisting away from the norm just enough to allow us to fill in the details with our imaginations. Very spooky/scary invitation they give..

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    1. I purposely wanted a vague feel to this because sometimes that uncertainty can be the most frightening thing of all.

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  10. Happy for the one who return home wiser. This is really eerie

    here's mine

    much love...

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  11. Very nice and wonderfully creepy rhyme! If stones are screaming I am taking my leave and running.

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    1. That would be the sensible course of action.

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  12. Creepy good - I'd fall for the odd girls, like a ton of bricks. Love, Mosk

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    1. They seem to have the power of fascination on their side, which helps people overlook some of their darkness.

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  13. Ummm...not sure I wish to go where the odd girls do..or perhaps it would be the perfect place for me.

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    1. LOL, then I have achieved the desired feel for the poem!

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  14. This is fantastic, I think I'd like to play where the odd girls go, just as long as I'm home in time for tea ♥

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    1. Oh tea time would be well respected as a reason to get back!

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  15. I'm coming to play! I love this Rommy!

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  16. I think odd girls are the most interesting - and this feels like a celebration of that in a way - i particularly love - Stories that cause screaming in stones

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    1. There is a bit of a celebratory feel, especially for those who can't get enough of dark stories.

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  17. Whistles!!💜 Oh I love this :D such spine chilling effects in "Please come play. I have stories to tell, ones that are familiar and some you don’t know so well. Stories like wind through ancient bones. Stories that cause screaming in stones." Makes me wanna find out more and more :D Beautifully penned. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support💜


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  18. I would join these odd girls and hopefully hold my own :-) love your rhyming creating a very spooky yet enticing tryst for the girls,,,

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  19. Loved the rhyme :) the play-way creepy one :)

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  20. This really is a great poem, however for the moment I will stay hidden behind a tree watching secretly.

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  21. You know I'm there already right? :D Hiding behind Magaly...waiting to shout boo! XXX

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  22. I actually like this! Odd girls could prove more fun.😬

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