My Thought
I want to be a poet to pot and pet words
Then I shall write in a font so bright and right
About preachers, poachers,teachers and bloggers
Then I shall say in black,red and white
Of their blessings, dressing and preachings without dressing my words
Then I shall sit and have a cup of cold hot tea plus another of hot cold water
Because I shall have won in my play against words
Copyright © Monicah Onyancha | Year Posted 2020
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