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11/07/2019 7:17 pm
The Election was not Free
In that same nation where two rivers cross paths
And for the first time the younger son performed the royal baths
The chief honourebel had a representathief in mind
So he deployed the best guns he could find
Kind chaps the whole lot were.
Throughout the day, they kept wandering men in their wife's care.
From sunset till noon, not one of their muzzles knew rest
The empty market and sparse polls can attest.
He is truly a servant leader, a man that can share
He made sure the election was not free, but credible and fair.
Lawal Eneye.
#100 days poetry project.
This topic was modified 6 years ago by Penter