Timmy Gates Poem by Lee Fones

Timmy Gates

Rating: 3.5


little tiny Timmy Gates
was the nursery bully
always in dire straits
doing things so fully

causing pandemonium
no matter what or where
even with plutonium
set alight, toddlers hair

one day he got expelled
from that nursery class
released stink bombs smelled
plus smoking on dry grass

how was he to get on
raised in a terrible way
was it Dawn or John
difficult one to say

Saturday, August 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mohammad Skati 30 August 2014

It's really a pretty and nice poem.

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