Gripping the burin to hack the hue
she placed lace doylies all around my loo
Red, white, red, white . . .
I’m reading this prink
and I’m convinced, sumthin’ ain’t right with
this constipating kink!
Soft soap her, that’s what I’ll do, and pray
she goes back to Kalamazoo! Man, but here it comes again!
Hearts on strings, egest, she’s binding me up!
O’ the feed of sweet peppermints, one by one . . . "Will you be mine?" , in repeating, asked “All right already, if you wear this mask!”
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
LOL
John Michael
Newfie hugs, Rose
Looks like Valentines will be a laughing...
lol...
Art Sun...
hugs
fee
I see that you are wearing your funny bone now this days.
Hilarious!
Georg
A round of applause for this humorous, well-penned poem!!
Hugs,
Lance
Ron
I agree with your last line;-) lol!
Edwin
Ted