Some Poetry Soup
Many writers sitting round a dining tables,
Many before the chef on a queue,
Mouth-watering odour fill the room,
I have register, i was such a fool.
So i quickly did what i was ask to to do,
To taste the food that has gotten my interest glued,
A stranger came to ask me "what up with the queue"?
I said, "stop swallowing your saliva, go get some poetry soup."
Copyright © Akere Victor | Year Posted 2011
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