Hush little baby, don't say a word, Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird (THE GAME!)

[Neobullseye]

Papa's gonna buy you the city of Yankton.
And if that city would burn down...

 

[RiverNotch]

Papa's just gonna frown,
You spoiled, spoiled brat.

Actual Reply

Papa's gonna make you a fancy purple gown;
And if that gown's not really colored purple;

 

[Neobullseye]

Papa's gonna buy you a horse with a curple. (Never mind the fact that a horse without a curple wouldn't be the best of gifts)
And if that horse should break its legs...

 

[Falcon]

Papa's gonna buy you some grade A eggs.
And if those eggs should all get smashed . . .

 

[Levusti]

Papa's gonna buy you potato hash.
And if all those potatoes are too chunky

 

[RiverNotch]

Papa's gonna buy you an ugly monkey;
And if that monkey causes too much chaos;

 

[Falcon]

Papa's gonna but you some new lip gloss.
And if that gloss should be the wrong shade . . .

 

[Levusti]

Papa's gonna buy you a samurai blade...

And if that samurai blade isn't sharp...

 

[guygombaa]

Papa's gonna buy you an all new tarp....

And if that tarp blows away....

 

[Neobullseye]

Papa's gonna catch you a small flying fey.
And if that fey escapes her cage...

 

[guygombaa]

Papa's gonna give you some haemorrhage....
And if you die from that haemorrhage....

 

[Neobullseye]

In the newspaper will be a page.
On that page your name will be...

 

[RiverNotch]

"Papa's little baby." R. I. P.

 

[guygombaa]

((Did I just end the game? Oops.))

 

[Levusti]

Well I'll restart then.

"Hush, little baby, don't say a word. Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird don't sing...

...Papa's gonna buy you a fried chicken wing.

And if that fried chicken wing isn't crunchy..."

 

[guygombaa]

....well I don't like chicken anyway, so go get stuffed.

What? You need a rhyme? Fine?

....papa's gonna buy you a scrunchy pack.
and if that scrunchy pack don't hold up your hair....

 

[RiverNotch]

Papa's gonna berate you for being unfair,
You ugly, annoying, spoiled little brat;
How I'd love to hit you with a bat
(And not the one that's made of wood
Coz' beast-bats shit, which on you's good,
As you, my child, are kin to poo.
Yer ma' shoulda dropped you at some loo)!

And if my words ain't rough enough;

 

[Minibit]

Papa's gonna buy you a velvet cuff

And if that velvet cuff ain't soft...

 

[Lady B]

Papa's gonna build you a private loft

And if that private loft ain't pretty...

 

[Mundane Monster]

Papa's gonna sing you a little ditty

And if that ditty doesn't rhyme...