Scary Film Shooting
We heard a most scary gunshot:
A shooter shattering a pot,
In marksmanship what he has got,
Energy spent stupendous lot…
Nelson needed whips and whipping,
If it is true a script acting;
Down to his patchy brown waist stripped,
A shirt madness had apart ripped.
On clean record Nelson builds dots
With ink that clean paper blots;
Life could drop, if off his slugs slipped.
Nelson’s slugs soon a walker tripped!
“So, this about film shooting:
Asking death to start its hooting”
Fear had nice folks glued to a spot,
While watching not Nelson but Death’s Slot…
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2023
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