Incy Wincy Razor *nursery rhyme with a twist*

I.n.c.y W.i.n.c.y R.a.z.o.r,
Scratch across my arm,
Out let the blood rush,
And leave me sitting in harm,
Then come the tears,
That run down my cheek,
I.n.c.y W.i.n.c.y R.a.z.o.r,
Everything seems so bleak,
You fill me with good pain,
So tomorrow ill see you again,

~ in case u didn't guess its i.n.c.y w.i.n.c.y s.p.i.d.e.r just one of many nursery rhymes Ive changed ~ please vote/comment its means a lot and ill do the same ~