Chemical Shed Poem by Lee Fones

Chemical Shed



chemical science i liked that
blowing up mates wooden shed
elements seemed to go splat
friend and me, how we fled

toxins within chemical shed
never know how we survived
toxicity could have killed, us dead
concoctions were very contrived

pouring meths spirit and petrol
into the smallest test tube
adding little bit of menthol
we lit, shed no longer a cube

least the embers smelt good
had fire engines around
talking back then we could
enjoying fire engines sound

fire crew said never again
mates dad bought a new shed
tested white spirits and cocaine
solidified, making quick bread

sold that on corner of street
it went particularly well
we were quiet discreet
until two mothers shouted hell

I've fond memories with Nick
sulfate acid, i have to digress
never dreamed making bomb, tick
and shed was always a mess

Friday, August 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: experimental
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
used too go too, my friends house in my early teens, he had a chemistry set, and sometimes it was rather hair raising, not all these events are true, please do not try these experiments at home, stricty made up poem 18+
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