Smelly Jailbreak Poem by Lee Fones

tonight there'll be a jailbreak
the boys have decided to flee
they know they will have to wait
till after prison tea

they planned an escape route
leads into full up well
sammy smiler is the brute
other lags call him smell

so darkness has descended
hidden hole under floor
in places gets quite bended
theres a knock upon the door

'i'm inquiring about a jailbreak
give yourselves up you men
look were in a stalemate
you'll be on the news at ten'

'headlines news at ten'
six men drowned in wishing well
trapped inside a prison pen
five prison officers and funny smell