Body Count

Body Count

A Poem by Paul Bell

You’ve got to make the body fit the box
Don’t cheat, don’t lose the shoes and socks
No point killing six foot Joe
If five feet ten is the space to go
It’s not Mary's time
She’s still in her prime
Jack’s a popular name
To be in the frame
They say no Jack’s the same
It’s like some sick game
Alas, it’s not Jack today
Shame though, he had a lot to say
No, today it’s going to be Mitch
The dog who stole my b***h
Five foot ten in his socks
Boy’ he’s in for a shock
He just won't know
Not till the final blow
Going to bury him deep
Watch the b***h weep
The deed is done
Now for some fun
Okay, maybe whacked the wrong guy
Seems the snitch told a lie
That's a blow
Still, that’s the way it goes
Now i need another box
New measurements
Maybe some socks
Someone will pay
At the end of the day
Well what do you know
Turned out to be six foot Joe
Now five foot ten
You'd never know
Could have been a whole lot worse
He could have been poor Mitch
Fitting snug
Between the b***h.

© 2018 Paul Bell


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Is this poem a monologue or a dialogue? ... it really doesn't matter to your readers! We just want to ride that marvelous train of your thought... wishing it to be a long, long ride.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Paul Bell

5 Years Ago

Think I woke up in a bad mood that morning. lol
Mrudula Rani

5 Years Ago

Even in a bad mood you produced a wonderful poem!
Hilariously dark and witty ... It's a waste of time to hate man attracted to your woman ... She controls that there crevice between here legs and if she gives it to another, it is her to blame, for there ain't near a dog alive that has the sense to know the difference between one dog's feedin'-n-waterin' trough and anothers' ...

Posted 5 Years Ago


I love the way our café has been building up to a crescendo of macabre as Halloween is in our sights! I can always count on you to approach this classic genre with the freshest of wild approaches! I love that you're killing Mitch . . . since he killed your b***h! I used to love Mitch, but that was a different story. You are amazing when it comes to thinking outside the universe (((HUGS)) Fondly, Margie

Posted 5 Years Ago


Paul Bell

5 Years Ago

Looks like Mitch just had to go.
You'll need to post the story now. lol
You' ve really got to get some new friends Paul! Those are dropping like flies!

Posted 5 Years Ago


Paul Bell

5 Years Ago

That's why I'm here. lol
Gypsy Warrior Queen

5 Years Ago

I've missed you Paul...been a long hard summer!
Paul Bell

5 Years Ago

I'll bring the winter in quick.

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