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You're Dead if I am

I was sneaking round your yard, My Lord
Your yard so unprotected
With balaclava and flack jacket
Why was I so suspected?

Your fucking guards had fucked it up
They didn’t have a clue
as to what was what and which was which
And who the fuck was who!

So they grabbed me, quite conveniently
And threw me in the clink
But I never gave away to them
That you’re the missing link

So now I stand before you, Lord
I’m begging for my life
But if I go down then you’ll go down
We’re all in for big strife


Are we talking a real plea bargain here?

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  • Elisabeth Strange
    September 1, 2008
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    Grats on the gold! This had me chuckling.

  • Surprise Poet
    August 26, 2008
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    The Best Defence is....

    So you think that you can turn on me
    Now that you’ve got those dogs
    To chase me down, rip off my bits
    And feed them to your hogs

    But I know what we’ve done, you see
    I know how, why and what for
    Leniency, bitch, is what I want
    Or you’ll hear from my solicitor

    A letter and a video of all your evil ways
    Your tricks and lies will be revealed and you’ll be called to pay

    I’ll take you down if I don’t win
    I make no idle threat
    So give me gold and freedom, Lord
    You can’t afford this bet



    Oh... And don't forget the Balaclava & Flack Jacket!!! I want them back...MMM...Very suss...


    • Bionic Poet
      August 28, 2008
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      So you want your balaclava huh?
      Well soon you will be dead.
      I talked it over with my queen,
      She listened to what I said.
      I seconded with the queen,
      All the things I told her.
      She said kill you now with no balaclava,
      But with a hat with a propeller!

      • Surprise Poet
        August 31, 2008
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        Now this seems to me quite serious, your chatting with the queen
        I’m wondering if she’s seen of you the things that I have seen

        And if she knows the deep and dark secrets that you hide
        Which she’ll learn from my lawyer, just after I have died

        So she will see your party tricks, your toys & games – and think
        That you make a queen, exceptional – especially for a king

        So now the time has come, my lord, or so the walrus said
        If you kill me, you’ll kill yourself – it’s you that will be dead

        And finally some small advice that I wish to impart
        Give me the gold and freedom, my kit, and I’ll depart

        So let me go and fly the coop, now there’s a lovely fella
        And just to get this done I’ll borrow your hat with the propeller

  • Surprise Poet
    August 26, 2008
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    Sorry...IT challenged,,,

  • Bionic Poet
    August 25, 2008

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    I have hired so many guards,
    From 5 to 9 to 22.
    All my guards aren't worth a crap,
    So I replaced them all with prized shih tzus!

    I'll give you one more chance to plea,
    Your words you better watch.
    Or I'll have my shih tzus chase you down,
    And bite you in the crotch!


  • Ti Amo Te Quiero
    August 23, 2008
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    Hahahas, good luck in the contest ya!!

    Cheers


  • Melodies
    August 22, 2008

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    So very clever!

    A poem that is so VERY entertaining and fun to read... A delight all the way through, truly.

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