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SHODDY RIVER BANK

Shoddy River Bank

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Jobless and hopeless
I sit speechless and shirtless
Goosed and tucked in,
Talking, thinking and blinking
At my father’s contoured bank,
Near a shoddy river bank,
Blacked and backpaged beyond taste.

Not some myth of herbal paste.

Beside the cheerful weeds
The careful weaver weaves.

Above the carbon-hated figs
The weaver sings and gigs:
Twinkle, twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are.

Written by: Ayiba Tare Ojukonsin
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

Author: admin

I am a member of the WRR editorial team.

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