The Wicked Man Who Popped the Balloons
He hated noise and fun
The Wicked Man Who Popped the Balloons
There once was a man with a terrible frown,
Who lurked in the park at the edge of the town.
Children would gather, their laughter so loud,
Shrieking and shouting, a chaotic crowd.
With a sneer on his lips and a pin in his hand,
He stalked through the park with a villainous plan.
One by one, with a merciless pop,
He made every last balloon burst and drop.
The children fell silent, their faces went pale,
Rubber in shreds, their joy set to fail.
The wicked man smirked, his work now done,
He vanished away from cries and silence, no fun.
But the next day he woke to a deafening sound—
More children laughing, still running around.
He shouted from his window to parents
just keep them kids quiet. Or I will come down.
Everyone ignored him, kid still shouted and played.
Except A dad who said come on then just you try it !
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (3)
Quite cute. Hope he gets his comeuppance.
LOVED THIS!
Loved this story poem and a happy ending too. I could the kids and the nasty villain. Good job.