Author Anonymous Here lies John Bun, He was killed by a gun, His name was not Bun, but Wood, But Wood would not rhyme with gun, but Bun would. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4.6 (10 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments