From his farm I stole the berry
To take to my girlfriend Mary
Behind the gate he was hiding
Faster towards the gate I was running
He had a big bamboo Stick
In my pocket I had a broken toothpick
I had used it to remove remains of meat
My shirt was full of sweat
He furiously hit my head
I opened my eyes I was in my bed
The Berry
Ezra Onyancha
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/06/2020
Poet's note: It's not good to steal just ask what you want and you will be given
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Poem topics: running, head, broken, remove, bamboo, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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