THE BLACK DEATH

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Ring around the rosy, pocket full of poesy, ashes, ashes, we all fall down. This seemingly innocent nursery rhyme that we all sang as little kids is actually a description of one of the most tragic outbreaks in all of history. This little ditty describes the signs and progress of the black death. Ring around the rosy, the plague first makes an introduction to it 's victim by a boil like sore in the groin or the armpit. Pocket full of posy, people would stuff flowers in their pockets and around their necks to keep the stench of their illness to a minimum. Ashes, ashes, the description of what this horrific plague does to one 's skin when the deterioration phase begins. We all fall down, death being completely