There once was an old man from Congo
Who liked to play his bongo
When the night was fair
And beautiful voices filled the air
During the all-night bingo
Copyright @ 2005 by Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
The Gentle Neophyte
16 years ago
Reflections on the life and times of African refugees in Australia
2 comments:
heh. very good poem.
once upon a time/timer
sitting on the sand/santa.
lol I give up. have a good sunday
Thank you Obi. It's nice to hear from you. :)
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