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"kindirimu" poems
Kindirimu maid By Felix Nnamdi Obiekwe Morning after morning I wait for her For she must come from the Plains Beyond the thousand Sandy dunes I wait too for her melodious tunes Composed amidst squeezing and squirting of Udder. I wait too for her ware, the creamy Kindirimu. I wait because, without it what else have I got? She never fails even if the Sahara conducts congress You must see her adorning her bright skimpy dress Whether the plains are burning or chilling There is often a calabash bowl upon her head And a million accompanying fly's which I suspect Are more enthralled than I am This milk maid is a bundle of smiles The eyes glittering like stars on a hazy sky Infecting my mood even in miles. Each time, I behold her I knew that somethings never lie.
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Aug 30, 2020
Aug 30, 2020 at 5:56 AM UTC
Kindirimu Maid