Pretty Polly

Pretty Polly is a creepy poem and murder ballad about a young girl who wants a man to marry her.

Pretty Polly

Pretty Polly

In Ireland there is a county called Clare
A pretty young girl named Polly lived there.
She met a young man and she held him dear,
The poor girl thought she had nothing to fear.

He visited Polly early one day,
With a ring in his hand and to her he did say:
“Polly, my darling, you must come with me.
You asked me to marry you. Now we will see.”

He led her through woods and into the shade,
Then turned to the girl and pulled out a blade.
Polly asked, “Why have you led me astray?”
He replied, “I mean to kill you today.”

“I beg you,” said Polly, “Please spare my life,
I will not force you to make me your wife.
I’ll leave you alone and so you’ll be free.
Just have mercy on my baby and me.”

“There’s no time for talking, your life it won’t save,
For all night long I’ve been digging your grave.”
He laughed as the poor girl started to cry.
Then with his sharp knife, he said his goodbyes.

He buried her body safe and secure,
No one could find her, of that he was sure.
Then he left on a ship and sailed the world round,
Thinking the girl’s corpse would never be found.

But when he returned and came into shore,
Detectives were waiting and knocked on his door.
They said, “Your girl Polly was under the ground.
There’s a killer at large and he must be found.”

The young man was quick to say, “It’s not me!”
Then leaned back and smiled, as cool as can be.
They believed him when he stood up to swear,
“I never killed no one, I vow and declare.”

Now as he lay in bed that very night,
Polly appeared in a ghostly, white light.
She grabbed him and ripped him and tore him in three,
And screamed, “That’s revenge for my baby and me!”


  1. Skaryforkiddos1 says

    Cool… Here’s mine and there’s polly in it!

    There was a girl named polly,
    I’ll tell you her story as you can see
    She died in forest with all trees
    When you go I the forest never say JEEZ!
    You see how I say that then you’ll end up laying on a mat with all the love polly had dug. She’ll get you a gift you should never have a lift open it now or else polly will turn into a COW

    Lol the ending was funny right? Polly turned into a cow! BMW awsome poem!

  2. Shadow_of_Darkness says

    Poor Polly, and her baby.
    I love the last line:
    “That’s revenge for my baby and me!”

  3. Sohainaa says

    Well.. That was disturbing!! And what’s with the pic, makes me wanna hide in my old cot and cover myself with blankets with a cup of hot chocolate.

  4. Moon says

    It must be put into a song, so we can all sing along!
    And stay up ’till the break of dawn!

  5. Rage-Man99 says

    Yeah the FIRRSSTTT thing is so stupid. You don’t get anything, you don’t do anything.

  6. Banana phone says

    omg i was meant to be first I guess my comment is still awaiting moderation

  7. XxdeliciosscreamsxX says

    i dont really like poems but i love the scary ones on here and i love a pick lol

  8. GhostGirl666 says

    @RonanLovesDeath – Are you talking about Katy? I am sooooooo telling her! Shes gonna have a MAJOR tantrum!

  9. RonanLovesDeath says

    The picture is looks a lot like my 7 year old sister. FREAKY! (My other sister has an account so I hope she doesn’t see this)

  10. scaryrose says

    when i read the title i thought i was going to be reading something scary about polly pocket XD not this!!

  11. KotaWolf~ says

    @BloodyBloodjr, Welcome to SFK, I just joined as well! :o) Great poem by the way.

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  13. cookiescreamandghoststories says

    I don’t like reg poems but these are the best but I like the actual stories more

  14. Carcass says

    I’m not a fan of poems very much but I really like this one it seems like a story >o<

  15. BloodyBloodjr says

    Hi nice poem.I just made an account after reading these stories for a while!

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