The Kamikaze Pilot Poem by Phil Soar

The Kamikaze Pilot



A kamikaze pilot with his mind on his foray
And as his dive began, I thought I heard the pilot say
"I piddled in the bath today, before I left the house
I struck up a relationship with a little tiny mouse
I spent the morning wondering If I was so forlorn
I left the keys in the front door, and forgot to mow the lawn"

Thursday, September 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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