Memories
I recollect we would,encircling a fire,congregate
Brew tea and pregnant stories of ancient time narrate
My grandpa would hours during nonstop preach
The inestimable merits of Dawn prayer and teach
Deserting wintry bedstead and its comfort
Cleansing,doing ablutions and to the masjid resort
Yet would hibernate and for a while snore
Something the hapless,antiquated elder imploded to account for
Instead on the blasphemous devil blast it
Spurn to avoid his assailable limit
Professing satan has peed in his ear
Portending any if to his alibi doesn't adhere
God is merciful and our flaws does tolerate
Gran dad's motto is only spank and flagellate.
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