Short Run Like Hell Poems
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you feel trouble
rememeber mother
iif its a bad smell
don't waited for the bell
get out before its a jail sell
RUN
LIKE HELL
as you walk the street
you hear a back beat
than get moving feet
feeling stark don't walk
listen to the bell show and tell
RUN LIKE HELL
went train stop
the doors or block
mabe with a cart
or lay around stink sock
it a pain
you wish it would rain
cause of the smell
people run like hell
from
HOMELESS PEOPLE ON THE TRAIN
I know an old lady called Mel
By golly she doesn’t half smell
When she lifts up her arm
It is cause for alarm
I shout bye and then run like hell!
2nd February 2017
We let the cat out of the bag, we set the tiger loose.
We can either run like hell or look for some excuse.
It's time to come together for the weak and for the small.
The future of our planet depends upon us all.
Calling me a turkey, doesn't make for good friends
Tend to take offense and things get quite tense
Shy away from a fight
But try as I might
Self-preservation wins out, run like hell bumping into that fence
Fart warning
My neighbour her name is MeShell
Her farts have a terrible smell
She eats curry and sprouts
In copious amounts
I greet her and then run like hell!
FICTION POEM
12/11/18
360 turns
Mad drivers
Smashing windows
Wake up drunk
Stink of booze
Boiling blood from speed
Run from the police
Pack of dogs
Disgusting toilet
Disgusting house
Break another window
Skin dribbles from speed
Sirens go off
Run like hell
RUN!
Form:
so, seems to be highly debated as to what precise time did the chicken's brain put him on notice.that in a minute, I'm not going to be with you but I will pre-set some things with you, when you get a sharp pain round yo neck and you don't see me no more..run like hell buddy!
I'm Made of Iron, Hard and Lean
My Name's Well Known, I'm Wicked Mean!
Heads Still Moan from My Crack,
Some Went Under, Upon Their Back;
So if you See Me in a Fight,
Run Like Hell, yea Take Flight!
For Peace and Mercy I Have'nt Concern;
It's Blood I Crave, and Yours I Yearn!
I had no need of a lollipop man
in my younger days
as before crossing the road
I knew to look both ways
right left then right again
and if the coast was clear
I'd see myself safely across
without a hint of fear
but if traffic was at a standstill
thinking 'Here goes, pell-mell'
without blinking do a double-take
and then run like hell
Without
Withheld
Unknown
But you are still asking yourself
Is it meant for me
Or am I just
A circumstance
Of fate
At the right place at the wrong time
Innocent
Or placed and I simply can't remember
Play along or rebel
Only time will tell
Should I press the bell
Or run like hell
A or B
To be or not to be
He who dares see
Chicken
Goodbye
Hello
Into the worm hole
Go