The Lion Rider
Ogedengbe the Agbeogungboro:
Brave hunter that daily tames the forest;
Morning , his dogs feed on lion's bladder,
At noon, his hens feed on heron's bile duct,
At night ,his siblings feed on lion's lap.
Ogedengbe the Agbeogungboro:
Indomitable commander of grove;
He that says there is no fear in jungle,
Except thrillers of egrets and partridge;
Fun! Had their forebears ever stood his wrath?
Ogedengbe the Agbeogungboro:
He killed tiger,lion said I trust me,
He killed the lion and made coat his skin,
His flesh now in his dryer,sun-drying;
Drying for palm wine ,drying for comrades.
Ogedengbe the Agbeogungboro:
I provoke him not,he that provokes him
May have oil for soup but not flesh in it;
I provoke him not,he that provokes him
When we eat the flesh let him pack the bone.
Ogedengbe the Agbeogungboro,
The lion rider,it is him I greet.
(Iambic Pentameter : Sketch a fictitious character.)
name :Kayod5
Nov 11,2014
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