Jail Tail

I’m going to jail,

But I do not care.

I will not wail,

And this is my tale.

I was bored,

With nothing to do.

So I became the lord,

Of Kalamazoo.

I robed a store,

In Tokyo, Japan.

That started a war,

With a toucan.

I then stole a car,

From an old man.

Crashed in a bar,

And owed some guy Dan.

I destroyed a city,

with some dynamite.

This poem’s not witty,

But I’m a big fright.

Now do you see,

That I’m now cruel.

My name is Lee,

And you look like a mule.

By Geoffrey Oliver