Larry Ninas

Rookie - 32 Points (February 11,1959 / Columbus, Georgia)

The Wild Man - Poem by Larry Ninas

Once there was a wild man,
A comin' down the road.
I threw up my shotgun
And gave him a double load.

The shotgun didn't stop,
He didn't even slow.
So, I hit him with a crowbar
in the middle of his toes.

He let out a holler
you could hear a mile awy.
He stumbled in the ditch
on a very large pile of hay.

When he wakened in the morning
he let out a mighty roar.
He ran toward my house
and busted down the door.

I grabbed up a hammer.
I hit him in the head.
He didn't wake up this time,
for he was stone cold dead.

Topic(s) of this poem: fight

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is the first poem I ever wrote. Under compulsion from my ELA teacher in 8th grade I wrote The Wild Man. I didn't think a lot about it, because the poem just came to me.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 22, 2015

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