Butcher Knife Poem by Lamar Cole
Butcher Knife
He was crossing a busy street at an early hour.
When his electric wheelchair lost power.
He was hit by a car going too fast.
He felt like he had been hit by a dynamite blast.
But luckily, he came out with his life.
And he felt like cutting up the speeding jackass with a butcher knife.
But luckily, he came out with his life. And he felt like cutting up the speeding jackass with a butcher knife....amazing piece of work! (10)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/5/2024 7:45:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nicely penned on reckless driving