Pranks a lot

You smashed my house with a bulldozer as a prank.

Then I ran over your cars with a tank.

We started playing pranks on each other when we were ten.

Now we're in our thirties but we keep doing it again and again.

I should've known you were playing a prank when you made a cup of tea.

It wasn't made with water, it was made with pee.

I rented a plane and flew through the sky.

Then I flew over your property and dusted your crops with lye.

You hid your car in my barn and told the police that I stole it.

When they slapped the cuffs on me, I had a fit.

I'm bound to get you when I get loose.

We'd be better off if we called a truce.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a fictional poem

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