Stomach Stadium
My stomach is a stadium
give it little food it quarrels
much food it beats drums
little food it complains loudly
no food it throws stones
it shouts at me after meals
blows trumpet when satisfied
and plays saxophone when excited
A stranger thinks it a stadium
Old Trafford Stadium is my stomach
where fans shout, sing, quarrel-
when Wayne Rooney scores a goal
or Didier Drogba misses a penalty
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017
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