The escapee

In a wood far away
The dirty tramp escaped one day
He got out of the stairwell door
And through a tunnel underneath the floor
A fire exit was the goal
Escaping with the key the cleaner stole
Hitched 2 lifts from passersby
Then living like a firefly
Using torches he lived in wood
Forest floor is where he stood
With a tent that his bro gave
And sleeping bag to the warmth he saved
He escaped the nut house as I didn't like staff
They had a job but where bloody naff
Couldn't sort his life out there
Instead he escapes through fire door. Stair

Reviews

[Lisasview]

Strange but rather wonderful.. First read of yours..
Love your thoughts...
The last line is wonderful!!
Lisa, now in Spain

[Writergurl]

Love the rhyme scheme and flow of this write.

[no tell writer]

Wow, this is wonderful, kind of intense but really enjoyed this