Laughing, cheering and running like mad
The children are pursuing the man.

And the paedophile runs.

Without pausing for breath the children
Are gaining on the man.

And the paedophile runs.

Watching him fall the children circle him, jeering
Holding hands the children do ring-a-ring of roses.

And the paedophile curls into a ball.

Dancing round him the children begin to sing,
“You’re our abuser. You’re our abuser.”

And the paedophile wakes up. Sobbing.

(Chris)