Queer is this romantic adage A true serf and peasant accolade Heard even at tender age Not meant for a lass to cascade Nor an idiom for labs to contemplate But for the hunger it tends to abate. Harmattan Pawpaw Coined by environmental determinism With pros and cons of tropical sarcasm Intriguing as a prose Shakespearean Unique in clan like the red Indian Within the dry walls lives the unseen Apocalypse A Kingdom of the true Messian Few followers go in to see the sweet magician And half decide to remain in his trickery abyss. Harmattan Pawpaw The true manna in the harsh pine With a single root it's still fine All are free to claim her thine In drought she calls us home to dine This is the thin tall African fruitful tree Boosting our Farmer's hunting spree Ever supporting in times of need Cut none of such, our anointed plead Most sweetest when adversely scarcest Liken to lovers who mesmerise their dearest. Oo ye harmattan Pawpaw I believe in the market you are what I saw Just be
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