SHE SLAUGHTERED HER MAN, AND DIED IN THE CAN

I once new this person, her name was Kittles Wainwright,

She worked doing trapeze flights, at the circus all night,

She fell from the sky,

Killed the ringleader guy,

She died in a prison from an infected bug bite.

THE BAD BEES

I am the killer of many bad bees,

When they bite on the backside of my knobby knees,

They rip flesh by the inch,

So, I give them a pinch,

And, they bite harder as I give them a squeeze.