Consequence Of A Mocking Bird

once i was walking by the nile river
i saw my friends the black smith

my folly was that i was near his shop
the sparks had a good hop

it came on my clothes what a inconvenience
thats what my wife's opinions

there came a black goofy bird
mocking was his job what a disastrous bird

laughing at me is what he did
he laugh was like a annoying kid

my temper committed suicide and now its dead
my wishes was to send that bird to its death bead

i grabbed it from the tree and banged its head on the bench deck
then i twisted his neck

his death was pleasure
my anger found the murder treasure

poem by Hady Ashraf
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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