My Wasted Ramadan
I took the bus to Mzanzi,
An impromptu trip
To a garage honeymoon,
One month I fasted listless
At the sad Hairless lands,
I had never seen such woman heartless,
But my dear Octopus lifted me up;
Forgive me Almighty
For this my wasted Ramadan.
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