Two Entangling Unequals
The red sign is to show in a beep
a face that even ants know pulls the mast
as of now, time is shy, runs like a creep
one lick, then a bite, it will not last
this evil from good’s gap is a long leap
the game has grown big, bred from the past
the man and girl join by a rope so steep
to be his age, time must run so fast
each rule of this play is hard but they cope
this show cuts the best out of any soap
to come to many ears, both do not hope
he is a star in this new government
a link, a play in each call they invent
but his name and fame are now in a dent.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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