St Remy Wine For Enemy
He had as a friend met Remy,
Now, he is his sworn enemy:
On seeing Remy would withdraw,
Race towards any exit door,
For if Remy did, sword could draw:
A full fight or half of it sure!
A friend suggests "Buy St Remy
For your Remy Arch Enemy:
It should wounds heal and clean the sore,
Cold water on scalded heart pour.
"Good ideas we pick or ignore;
At my finance this one would gnaw"
Still he should settle any score:
No headway use teeth and jaw!
The seeds you planted shall grow
The seeds you planted shall grow.
I saw the ones you did sow,
I think that's what you should know.
You don't cocks order to crow,
The twilight to shadows throw
And you can't tell River "Flow".
Down the grasses in farms mow.
They're weeds: much worse than snow.
When you do this lines you toe.
If you fail wait for the blow!
Tell others I told you so.
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2023
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