MadWords Then

another poem by cheeseman

if the sky turned red, what would you do
would you run around like a cockatoo?
would you act normally, like it was blue?
or would you say, “i’m allergic to red AACHHOOO!”
if the sky turned red i would be scared and run,
(while some baby cries and sucks his thumb)
whise things can get bad, then often worse,
ill be glad if i don’t end up in a hearse

but the sky is not red so we wont die,
bu think again, what if we could fly?

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one day i was running across the grass prairie
then all of the sudden some things went scary
the sky turned orange, the grass on fire
then out of the blue the fire got higher
i was trapped in a corner, stuck right there
then the fire gained size and caught on my hair
it spread to my pants, i rolled in the dirt,
then suddenly it caught to my shirt
by then i was scared, freaked out, in denial
but then i saw it, the great river nile
i ran through the fire, at the speed of a lion
then my foot hit a rock and i was flyin
i lay on the ground, 3 feet away
i was praying out loud, saying i want to stay
i tried to get up, to escape and be free
but i couldnt even budge and the fire engulfed me
i was to die by the river,alone and in pain
but then came my angel, a child named shane
he dragged me to the river, i went cold all over
i realized this was because i killed a 4-leaf clover
then i was there in a hospital
and i was in a room telling my tale
i thout i would live, but i wasnt lucky
later that night came the sad end of me

some stories end happy, some storys end sad
at the end of this one no one is too glad

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cheese; a hycu by cheeseman

cheese is really good
cheese is my insparation
i like cheese a lot

Copyright © 2008 cheeseman