awaiting the death penalty
Timmy thought about his fate
on his mind was plenty
and why he killed his mate
strapped up in electric chair
anticipating the shock
electrocute-rs eyes did glare
Timmy removed pep-pa pig sock
13 amps,14 amps,15 amps, sixteen
Timmy not the slightest murmur
electrocute-rs eyes did beam
Timmy's hands clasped firmer
100 amps,115 amps, now 12five
Timmy still vastly breathing
electrocute-rs gone contrive
as under mask he's seething
1000 volts,1010 volts,10&fifteen
up to heaven Timmy has now gone
electrocute-rs turned very green
and Timmy shriveled to a prawn
now i cant get me head around
how gone and prawn does rhyme
know its not just the sound
as all of this rhyme is mime
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
bring chips and a pint and we'll call it a fish fry... nice