victor-attah - Hello Poetry

King kong! You've heard of his rumble in the Jungle, his mumbles and his jumbles, his jabs and yabs And the thriller in manila. He was lord of the rings, marabout of his bouts, griot of his fights. The master of the shuffle and the rope-a-dope Was dope and made the dough. I heard of his wits and his fist, Of the ease of his wrist And the gist of his float, He fluttered with his feet Then stung like a bee His belt was his crown In his robes he was king None can contest He was lord of the ring.

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Jun 5, 2016

Jun 5, 2016 at 8:06 AM UTC

Ali (Lord of the Ring).

King kong! You've heard of his rumble in the Jungle, his mumbles and his jumbles, his jabs and yabs And the thriller in manila. He was lord of the rings, marabout of his bouts, griot of his fights. The master of the shuffle and the rope-a-dope Was dope and made the dough. I heard of his wits and his fist, Of the ease of his wrist And the gist of his float, He fluttered with his feet Then stung like a bee His belt was his crown In his robes he was king None can contest He was lord of the ring.

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May, may be or may not be The month for the fools of April But May's weather would favour Mayweather.

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May 1, 2015

May 1, 2015 at 2:56 AM UTC

FLOYD

May, may be or may not be The month for the fools of April But May's weather would favour Mayweather.

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If you know where the owls go at day You will know where the bats go at night Like big shrews with wings They hang upside down Eyes like chandeliers piercing the darkness Wings like umbrellas fold and open at will And Canines like snake fangs smile When they hiss at you. Hiding from the sun like owls They yawn, nap and yap Eat and **** Milk their pup As they roost for dusk to come. The mangoes bear their bites And they feed on insects too. To the mountains or the caves, their ears aid their flight To feed and mate and make their swift return.

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Feb 26, 2015

Feb 26, 2015 at 9:55 AM UTC

BATS

If you know where the owls go at day You will know where the bats go at night Like big shrews with wings They hang upside down Eyes like chandeliers piercing the darkness Wings like umbrellas fold and open at will And Canines like snake fangs smile When they hiss at you. Hiding from the sun like owls They yawn, nap and yap Eat and **** Milk their pup As they roost for dusk to come. The mangoes bear their bites And they feed on insects too. To the mountains or the caves, their ears aid their flight To feed and mate and make their swift return.

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They can crack their guns But we have made our choice We want to cast our votes They want to cast their bullets We want ink on ballots They want blood on bullets They can crack their gun We will stick to ours Our votes most count They can bite their bullets.

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Feb 24, 2015

Feb 24, 2015 at 8:32 AM UTC

CHANGE

They can crack their guns But we have made our choice We want to cast our votes They want to cast their bullets We want ink on ballots They want blood on bullets They can crack their gun We will stick to ours Our votes most count They can bite their bullets.

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Some wonder about Twinkle little stars at night But to night I wonder about How the stars sleep at night Day and night Paparazzi try to dull their shine Always on their trail like flies on cows without tails But the fault is not in our stars Stars shoot without our wish So we long for them to fall We pry into the lives of the stars Like the stars at night peeping the skies to gossip the earth.

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Feb 23, 2015

Feb 23, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC

STARS

Some wonder about Twinkle little stars at night But to night I wonder about How the stars sleep at night Day and night Paparazzi try to dull their shine Always on their trail like flies on cows without tails But the fault is not in our stars Stars shoot without our wish So we long for them to fall We pry into the lives of the stars Like the stars at night peeping the skies to gossip the earth.

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