InsaneJournal

[OOC: The only people she allows to read her journal are her Doctor and her current 'master'. Anyone else probably wouldn't be able to read it, unless they saw it lying around somewhere...which is possible, because sometimes she forgets where she put it down.]

I married me a wife in the month of June,
Risselty-rosselty now, now, now!
I carried her home in a silver spoon,
Risselty-rosselty, hey bom-bosselty,
Nicklety, knacklety, rustical quality,
Willaby-wallaby now, now, now !

She swept the floor but once a year,
Risselty-rosselty now, now, now!
She swore her brooms were all too dear,
Risselty-rosselty, hey bom-bosselty,
Nicklety, knacklety, rustical quality,
Willaby-wallaby now, now, now!

She combed her hair but once a year
Risselty-rosselty now, now, now!
At every rake she shed a tear,
Risselty-rosselty, hey bom-bosselty,
Nicklety, knacklety, rustical quality,
Willaby-wallaby now, now, now!

She churned the butter in dad's old boot,
Risselty-rosselty now, now, now!
And for a dash she used her foot
Risselty-rosselty, hey bom-bosselty,
Nicklety, knacklety, rustical quality,
Willaby-wallaby now, now, now!

The butter came out a grisly grey,
Risselty-rosselty now, now, now!
The cheese took legs and ran away,
Risselty-rosselty, hey bom-bosselty,
Nicklety, knacklety, rustical quality,
Willaby-wallaby now, now, now!

The butter and cheese are on the shelf
Risselty-rosselty now, now, now!
If you want any more, you can sing it yourself,
Risselty-rosselty, hey bom-bosselty,
Nicklety, knacklety, rustical quality,
Willaby-wallaby now, now, now!

I hate that song. I don't know why I know the words, but I do. Maybe they played 'The Birds' a lot while I was asleep. Hm. Or maybe I knew it before I went to sleep, and I just started to remember it. Either way, I was sitting around and needed to jot down the words before I forgot them again. Aren't they so freaking weird? I mean really, who marries someone who's that nasty? Wouldn't you know that she's dirty before you married her? And how big was that spoon?

ANYHOO! A lot has happened. For starters, I got a new master, which is...well, I don't know yet. I guess we'll see how it goes. He's already made one wish so far, so he still had two to go. It isn't fair that he doubts me so much. Bah. Whatever, I'll prove him wrong.

Maybe the Doc will see that I'm not lying, too. And maybe I'll be able to get out of here once he sees that I really can grant wishes!