Frying Pan Poem by Lamar Cole

Frying Pan



He pissed his wife off and went to bed.
And on his soft pillow he laid his head.
His wife sneaked into the kitchen after he had gone to sleep.
And got back into bed without making a peep.
She slammed him on the head with a frying pan.
And into the hospital ICU he did land.

Tuesday, April 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: people
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rini shibu 04 April 2018

Ahh cruel lady, he should have a gun with him..haha

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