paulkimian on November 19th, 2017 at 14:31 UTC »
That's one stick to break his bone.
Cyrius on November 19th, 2017 at 15:31 UTC »
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words leave psychological scars that never heal.
flinsypop on November 19th, 2017 at 15:55 UTC »
The Ruby Redfort poem is literally the opposite of the children's rhyme:
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can also hurt me.
Stones and sticks break only skin, while words are ghosts that haunt me.
Slant and curved the word-swords fall, it pierces and sticks inside me.
Bats and bricks may ache through bones, but words can mortify me.
Pain from words has left its' scar, on mind and hear that's tender.
Cuts and bruises have not healed, it's words that I remember.
paulkimian on November 19th, 2017 at 14:31 UTC »
That's one stick to break his bone.
Cyrius on November 19th, 2017 at 15:31 UTC »
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words leave psychological scars that never heal.
flinsypop on November 19th, 2017 at 15:55 UTC »
The Ruby Redfort poem is literally the opposite of the children's rhyme:
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can also hurt me.
Stones and sticks break only skin, while words are ghosts that haunt me.
Slant and curved the word-swords fall, it pierces and sticks inside me.
Bats and bricks may ache through bones, but words can mortify me.
Pain from words has left its' scar, on mind and hear that's tender.
Cuts and bruises have not healed, it's words that I remember.