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I ran behind the bushes
Hoping the british wouldnt see me
Yet through all the hiding and running
I really had to pee
When i came to my conclusions
I sought out an escape
And to what came to my attention
A big and fat red cape
The man looked at me and then picked me up by my neck
What the hell are you doing he said
and then plucked me in the peck
I then peed all over him
With a feeling that i was going to be behead.
He took his big red cape off
Looking me in the face
I took a look in his eyes
Only to find more discrace
What do you need boy he asked me
Looking into my eyes
Nothing sir, just new jeans
I had to reply
He put me down and took his gun
Pointed it at my head
All the soldiers behind him
Were looking at me with dread
He asked me if i had any last words
I never replied to him
And then i heard a bird
Chirp, Chirp and boom
I was dead...
- by Xx-Midnight_Jay-xX |
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- | Submitted on 04/05/2009 |
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- Title: Running the the British
- Artist: Xx-Midnight_Jay-xX
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Description:
This is a poem i wrote when i got bored one day. I cant ryme very good so bare with me here. And by the way, i am telling this to the angels
- Date: 04/05/2009
- Tags: never sleep again
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Ashley3148 - 04/06/2009
- your top is so0o0o0o0o0oo0o0o0o00oo0oo0 stupid it said running the the british
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- Llywelyn Fawr - 04/05/2009
- Cute poem. I have a few comments. 1) in some places the rhyming seems forced. In poetry you don't have to rhyme. Most contemporary poets don't rhyme. If you do, make sure it doesn't sound forced. 2) It's not an incredible poem, but I think a lot of people will like it because it's cute. There's nothing else to add really.
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