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Jun 2018
I wished you were in the mall.
Laughing at the picture on the wall,
a protector in the war,
still standing strong in the world.
Likes to stand in my way,
carrying all the weight,
but I really don't have to wait.
I am just a dreamer,
a goodie jolly drummer.
Met a dream catcher,
named madam Fletcher
Caught between the lines,
but it could just be lies.
Wishing it would be true,
that she can walk through.
For who knows them better,
she likes to lick the butter.
I wonder how she manage,
to drive into the garage,
forgot I have some manner,
just to carry the banner,
tied her head with bandage,
she just loves the adage.
She has a dog named bingo,
that like to dance the tango.
She loves to dance the jingle,
and end up in a mingle.
Please get me that funnel,
and put it in the tunnel.
Loving all the fun,
and lay under the sun.
Out in the summer,
to play in the fauna.
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Emeka Mokeme
Written by
Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
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