I No Longer Like Nash
I no longer like Nash,
At him teeth gnash;
A chance and his head bash
For being grossly rash
In his spending of cash
Over a bought sash
All his reasons “Thrash”
To him like a child trash!
I shall no longer see Nash,
For it shall end in a crash,
Now quite sure he’s brash…
Indeed, this way Nash
To another I’ll dash!
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2022
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