My Beans And Garri 2

by John Andrew   Sep 11, 2007


What goes around come around,
it ate from my beans now it is put down
it wanted to eat through my garri too
now it is dismembered and put in soup,

had i know i would have allowed it
allowed it finish the content of the polythene bag,
had i known i would have fed it
knowing quite well it will serve as a bank,

as the seller plays a ram like a violin
opening the vault, like a dust bin
my beans was no where to be found in...,

ah! thanks to digestion it is hidden
hidden to be withdrawn only by my tommy.

r.i.p

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