Fuitless Interrogation
When they lampooned the bully, he nearly slipped a gasket.
They had made his effigy and put it in a casket.
When he finds out exactly who engineered this jaunt,
He’ll know whose school locker that he’ll have to haunt
to find retribution—to torture and harass.
When he finds out who did it, he’ll surely have their ass!
But when it comes to sleuthery, he’s not doing so well.
The entire school was in on it. Nobody’s going to tell!
Photo by Timothy Eberly on Unsplash. Used with permission. Prompt words today are bully, lampoon, jaunt and basket.
Good point.
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Serves him right. 👌👌👌
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Wonderfully witty poem!
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Thanks, Mason. So frustrating that my Notifications isn’t working so I can’t tell what poem you are talking about.. I have to look back to see. I’m reading this in comments to make sure I don’t miss anything. First time I’ve had this glitch in WP.
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Okay.. now I see it was Fruitless Interrogations.. Thanks for your comment.
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Hello Judy, WordPress is full of glitches lately. the poem was Fruitless Interrogation.
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Your delightfully snarky poem has a cool beat reading it out loud. Awesome job, Judy!
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Thanks, Lyn.
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You are right. It is sort of rap, isn’t it?
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So proud to be called snarky!!! ;o)
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