I've built a giant ray gun,
and when I beam it down,
nasty things will happen,
to the children in your town.
I'll puncture all their footballs,
and ruin all their games,
make sure they fight, scrap and kick,
call each other names.
I'll blow up all their playstations,
with my wicked beam,
I'll burn their burgers, zap their chocolates,
and melt their fresh ice-cream.
My ghastly gun will trash their toys,
cut their bikes in half,
as their computers all explode
You'll hear my evil laugh.
Each time they try to chomp some gum,
or chew some greasy chips,
my ray will blast out super fast,
and super-glue their lips.
When they feel sick I'll get a kick,
to watch them wail and cry,
as I torch their favourite teddies,
and see their CD players fry,
I think I'll start tommorrow,
make my wicked dreams come true,
I'm going to mess up everything,
there's nothing you can do.
Creating stacks of chaos,
is just my kind of fun,
yes I'm Grizelda Grimm,
with my goulish ghastly gun!
A contest entry
- Any poem by justin benecke.
360 points, ended March 30, 2007, 4 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I'LL STOP YOU!! there will be no tomorrow 4 you..MUHHAAHAA!!
lol
nice write!
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Congratulations on your GOLD Trophy.
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GOOD
Did you put this poem in one of my contest? This poem is the longest poem I have read so far. I don't know why you would puncture all the childrens footbal, soccer ball, basket ball and tennis balls. Thank you for sharing your ppoem with me.
Justin Benecke
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Brilliant imagary and a great rhythym that flowed well...
At 12 years of age your doing well...Good luck in the contest...
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Brill!
Superb job Ben!! My favourite poem to date. xx
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