A Whole Day Spent Saying Sorry
Can one a whole day spend saying 'sorry':
Can man fill with 'sorry' back of lorry?
Methinks it would make a sight gory
Craving 'longest sorry' for one's glory:
Someone quite like you hairy or furry
To with 'voiced sorry' your favor curry...
It was a full day of it to a boss
By a stretched woman fearing sad job loss;
She had, too, written an apology,
Which had permitted some tautology:
"I'm working singlehandedly alone;
No great help from calls with my handset phone".
Really, alone bearing a most cruel cross
Once, a rolling stone gathering no moss.
Then, work she left for Evangelism,
Lately struck by its rare magnetism;
Preacher's new message Asceticism:
Man should be snubbing all cynicism...
Her boss was shocked that her last name is Ross.
He'd met twelve Ross that tried nothing gross.
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2023
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