Rub-A-Dub-Dub

Rub-a-dub-dub  
An old smelly witch boiling in a hot bubbling tub    
How to you keep your black roses growing in mud    
With piss as my spice    
Using a dash of my head lice    
To make me appear clean and nice    
   
Once dried off    
Prowling the jungle for a Jackal Moth    
Who can clasp onto my wicked hand    
Offering him seduction in a trickery midnight dance    
An ancient spell I am    
Seeking from him the comfort of a romance    
A façade of mind, body, how do you do, sir    
I am not as I appear, as I make hearts stir    
   
A chameleon I change colors more often than not    
Enticement found in the baptism of my dirty water leprosy skin spots    
Look to the hills there is deceit among the dusting of clouds    
Raindrops to comfort confused souls resonates louds    
Who am I, open your eyes and see through me as a face anew    
I am the vanity in the reflection of sky blue    
   
Bathing my hue in your blood in the synagogue of falsehood    
Sweet talking to you, lifting my cleaver, severing his morning wood    
Burning the reminisce of his soul to keep my secret as I cleanse his blood off in my tub    
Lighting a candle as I go a rub-a-dub-dub    
   
Nursey Rhyme Based Upon Rub-a-dub-dub    
   
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