Forgetful Farm Boy

There is once a boy who went to farm to cult bush
       Without cutlass on his hand,he has
           Reached the farm before
                He remembered
  He was forced to used his mouth to pluck the bush
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Eruteya Avatar
January 18, 2016 at 4:03 PM
Lovely piece.
Promise Avatar
July 18, 2015 at 6:11 PM
Welcome to PoetrySoup. Enjoyed this poem, I am smiling until now.
Dietrich Avatar
May 15, 2015 at 7:04 PM
I hope he had sharp teeth. OW!!! Nice seeing a new face!!
Breidenthal Avatar
May 10, 2015 at 9:20 PM
Interesting one here! Last line sounds painful! Always, Laura
Muideen Avatar
May 15, 2015 at 2:00 AM
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