Brown and Chance To Wear a Crown
Kyrian Brown and chance to wear a crown.
A wrong answer and he just goes down!
And guess what: he has one guessing chance,
Which he misses it ends the whole dance...
Kyrian Brown and a brow with a frown
Much like one on foreheads to drown:
A roof and walls receive a long glance;
Brown's testers do not wish the mischance.
Again, Brown seeks permission to think:
It opens his doors and gives him link,
His testers have no problem with that;
A wink at Brown - the now cornered rat.
Still, Brown turns' out a floundering mind,
Time spending like one to its cost blind;
Still, for the walls the Longest Gaze
By one who is clearly in a maze.
Then, comes his final answer-rubbish,
No decent press would want to publish;
which you yourself won't want to repeat,
come a time to with one compete...
For Conquered Brown no second chance left
Testers give a high score to hands deft
"At practical good, bad at theory"
Brown thinks it will make his eyes bleary...
At home, Brown had chairs he could sit on
And think of sweet life as good as gone.
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2023
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