My Boston massacre poem
Stanza 1
The Boston massacre was a street fight,
Happened when the revolutionary war was just in sight.
Patriots stood there, skin and bone
Stood there, throwing stones.
Happened when the revolutionary war was just in sight.
Patriots stood there, skin and bone
Stood there, throwing stones.
Stanza 2
At a red coat,
Threatening his throat,
He called for help,
With a yelp
Threatening his throat,
He called for help,
With a yelp
Stanza 3
The Americans kept pelting,
As anger was smelting.
When the British came out
Something was to happen, no doubt
As anger was smelting.
When the British came out
Something was to happen, no doubt
Stanza 4
They opened fire! Right into the crowd
They made sure to make their general proud.
The Americans were mad!
But technically it wasn’t as bad
They made sure to make their general proud.
The Americans were mad!
But technically it wasn’t as bad
Stanza 5
As they said, since only,
Five dead, six wounded solely.
In the minds of rebels, act of terror
In the minds of the British, a minor error.
Five dead, six wounded solely.
In the minds of rebels, act of terror
In the minds of the British, a minor error.