Little Mary Picked Up A Gun

Mary picked up a gun
And put it in her pocket
She picked up a gun
And put it in her heart-shaped locket.
Carries it with her everywhere
Give the other kids quite a scare
She says:
Bow down to your new born Queen
Bow down or she'll vent your spleen
Little Johnny broke into a run,
He thought it was all games and
Just a bit of fun.
Little Mary is hot on his heels
Little Mary is shooting to kill.
She whipped out her weapon
In the blink of an eye
Then she said to little Johnny,
“Get ready to kiss the sky”