Highlander – (a poem)

I was a Highlander, with my war clan I did ride,

Until the day that I died,

The next day I woke up and all my wounds were healed,

My brothers kicked me out and drove me from the fields,

It’s the ninteen hundreds now and all my clan died out,

But I am still about,


I was a robot, sent back in time to kill John Boon,

But I was eighty years to soon,

I bought a hotel lot where he would one day call,

I built the rooms and waited for him in the wall,

But he never came and after a good long life he died,

But I am still inside.


I was a corn, among many others I did hide,

With all my brothers by my side,

One-by-one we all were taken from the cob,

Taken by the teeth of one man’s hungry gob,

Into and out of his digestive tract I came,

But I am still the same.

[Awesome Guitar Solo]

I was a zombie, because I’d already died,

That’s not to say they haven’t tried,

I clawed my neighbor Jim and he took out his gun,

He shot me, cut me up and then began to run,

And in the end it was that scratch that took him down,

But Jim is still around.

About benjaminfrog

Yo. I'm a 30-something Christian guy and published author with a love for gaming, fantasy and sci-fi. I blog about pop culture, living as a young Christian guy, and living with A.S.
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2 Responses to Highlander – (a poem)

  1. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, I fully just spat coffee everywhere.

    I can’t believe how funny you are sometimes man. peace out (awesome guitar solo)

  2. benjaminfrog says:


    I was up all night working on that solo.

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