Poem -

The Evil Captain and The Stow AWays

Caution: This poem is dark and may be unsuitable for children.

The Evil Captain and The Stow AWays

My wife and I wanted to take a cruise but we couldn't afford to pay.
So we decided to hide on a ship, we became stow aways.
But the ship's Captain found us and had us thrown overboard.
When we went in the sea, I started praying to the almighty Lord.
Another ship soon picked me up but my poor wife drowned.
Because of that evil Captain, my wife is buried in the ground.
After the Coast Guard found my wife's corpse, I decided to get revenge.
As my beloved wife was being lowered in the ground, I came unhinged.
I found that Captain's address when I hired a Private Eye.
I broke in his house and made him watch his own wife die.
I took his wife from him just like he took my wife from me.
I shot her in the head and it actually filled my heart with glee.
He started crying and he cursed my name.
But it was his fault, he had himself to blame.
After I tore his heart out, I put four bullets in his chest.
I felt fantastic even though the police placed me under arrest.
I made certain that that Captain would never kill again.
When I killed his wife, I gave him a taste of his own medicine.

Like 0 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.
Poem -

78 Months

Dedicated to John W. Brown (1970-2019) who died on June 3, 2019

78 Months

He was my cousin and friend and his death was a damn shame.
But he decided to do drugs and he only...

Poem -

Merry Christmas, Mom - Part...

Dedicated to Agnes Greene-Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away...

Merry Christmas, Mom - Part XIII

After living for sixty-four years, you had to depart.
You were a terrific mother who had a huge...

Poem -

The Late Diane Ladd

Dedicated to Diane Ladd (1935-2025) who died on November 3, 2025

The Late Diane Ladd

I hate to say that I have some news that's very sad.
We've lost an actress who was named Diane Ladd...

Latest poems in Drama

Poem -

Just a Little Gleam

Just a Little Gleam

The glass on the window, to a thousand pieces has shattered
and cannot be repaired and become what...

Poem -

Weaning myself off social...

Weaning myself off social media platforms...,

especially Facebook, but also
Telegram and Zangi
courtesy going cold turkey
ideally...

Poem -

78 Months

Dedicated to John W. Brown (1970-2019) who died on June 3, 2019

78 Months

He was my cousin and friend and his death was a damn shame.
But he decided to do drugs and he only...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com