Limerick 9
Zoya travelled through the world's depth,
On her journey she met death.
'What seek thou?',he asked her.
Wealth,luxury is from me far.
'Go!',take none,they're death.
c.2017
Copyright © Adeyemi Joshua | Year Posted 2017
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