The Cock crowed thrice
I shot him twice
right up his feathered backside
The Alarm bell rang
loud wireless sang
Get up, get going trackside
The bed was so warm
nicely moulded to with form
no shower ,no clothes for me
Conscience quiet, let peace be
Oh what the heck, hit the deck
I need that confounded pay check
A contest entry
- The Poets Came March...ing In by Errant Panther.
836 points, ended April 16, 4 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
-
Witty humour and a touch of irreverance shine through this piece, yet you have failed to acknowledge the poet and poem that you used as inspiration for this, please ammend asap.
-
Heh, that makes me laugh. Well written, well done.
Adding your comment:
