FREE ESSAY ON TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD

TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD

Jeff Finn
To Kill A
Mockingbird
Poem
(Jems Pants)
Pint-sized Dill, Jem, and Scout
All decided to take a new route
Through the Radleys backyard they crept
In their mouths they're voices were kept
Quietly they slithered through the gate
Trying not to make a loud mistake
Had a creek in the gate been heard
It wouldn't have sounded like a mockingbird
Spit as they could
On a gate made of wood
They got rid of that awful sound
But they had already been found
Without them knowing
A strange shadow was growing
On the side of the house
It crept like a mouse
After it was seen
All three fled the scene
Even with the situation dire
Jem's pants got caught on wire
Scout ran back to help
While Jem loudly yelped
When his body was freed
His pants were no longer of need
As they sat somewhere
The three culprits were quite scared
So Jem bolted back to the yard
Getting his pants wasn't very hard