Hank Smay
By:
I had Made this for school, i personally thought it was really good for myself, you may not like it, or you may like it, but please show respect
'Twas many and many 5 and half days ago
In an apartment by the highway
That an old hag whom you may not know
By the name of HANK SMAY
And this hag lived with no other emotions
Than to be abhored by me
I was a kid and he was a grownup
In this apartment by the highway
But we abhorred with hate that was more than hate
I and this hag name Hank Smay
With a hate that the devils from hell
Generous to me and this old hag
And this might have been the reason, not too long ago
In this apartment by the highway
The old hag punched me, and my old dog
Then the corpulent police were on their way
And finally took him
To stop him from punching little kids
They put him in jail
In this town by the highway
The devils, very happy in hell
Went envying my dog and me
No! - That wasn't the reason (as all women know,
In this apartment by the highway)
That the clouds came out of the sky at night
Joyous and Jubilant was my dog
But me and the old hags aversion was by far than hate
Of those who were older and younger than we
Of many more irrelevant than him
And neither the devils in hell
Nor the angels from heaven up in the sky
Can ever dissever my soul from that soul
Of the hideous hag named Hank Smay
For the sun always beams without bringing me dreams
Of the repugnant Hank Smay
And the moons always rise but I feel the dark eyes
Of the appalling Hank Smay
And so, all the night-tide, I stand up by the side
Of the grotesque-very horrid-hag named Hank Smay
In the jail there by the highway
In his jail cell by the clamorous highway