Dark Rose Poems presents The Rona: Bill was really hungry, and it wasn’t very funny, out of supplies and his situation, needed to improve; Nervous to go to the store, what if the virus is on the door?, For he knew, The Ronna was on the move. Determined to handle the task, he put on his safety mask, gaining the courage, he should be proud; To be brave to the core, he drives to the grocery store, but what awaits him, is a massive crowd.Humor poems / Drama poems. Dark Rose Poems By Lord Freakzilla is a dark poems / dark poetry / love poems / romance poems of Dark Rose Poems. The Rona.
Bill was really hungry, and it wasn’t very funny,
out of supplies and his situation, needed to improve;
Nervous to go to the store, what if the virus is on the door?,
For he knew, The Ronna was on the move.
I etermined to handle the task, he put on his safety mask,
gaining the courage, he should be proud;
To be brave to the core, he drives to the grocery store,
but what awaits him, is a massive crowd.
Like a Hunger game trial, he must maneuver each crowded isle,
he grabs a buggy and his grocery note;
There was coughing and sneezing, and some old man wheezing,
Good God!! Is that a damned tickle in my throat?!
Some things were very plenty, but the toilet paper shelf was again empty,
he needed to hurry, he needed to be quick;
His throat was feeling sore, was that spit up on the floor?,
that guy bending over, really does look sick!
He gasped and held his breath, all around seemed to be death,
the Rona virus was clearly here, and on the roam;
slinging food in a panic, steering his buggy so damned frantic,
He wishes now, he would’ve kept his A** home.
It’s here, No doubt, he makes a mad dash to checkout,
standing in line, he’s a nervous wreck;
trembling and full of worry, could they just simply hurry,
a woman sneezes, on the back of his neck!!
Now he wants to cry, was it worth the stuff to buy?,
that woman’s sneeze must have been full of foam;
His legs began to shake, and now a he has a headache,
He wonders Why oh why didn’t I keep my F*****G A** home?
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The Rona, dark poetry from the dark rose poems series written by lord freakzilla. Like a Hunger game trial, he must maneuver each crowded isle,he grabs a buggy and his grocery note;There was coughing and sneezing, and some old man wheezing,Good God!! Is that a damned tickle in my throat?! Some things were very plenty, but the toilet paper shelf was again empty,he needed to hurry, he needed to be quick;His throat was feeling sore, was that spit up on the floor?,that guy bending over, really does look sick! Dark Rose Poems is a dark poetry series featuring Lord Freakzilla.
Lord Freakzilla is a passionate and resourceful creative writer, experienced in Confronting the darker aspects of the natural world. His poems for “Dark Rose Poems “ is fueled by his brilliant imagination and beautifully twisted dark soul. He also brings his inspirational style for “Bleeding Heart Chronicles” series.