Sunday, 31 January 2016

LIBERTY

In a bid to improve
To get my skill approved
I thought of a subject
A subject of thought it became

In mouth it words I chewed
Over it I mulled
But!
A meaning to liberty
Was all I mused


Freedom freely freed
Slavery slainly slain
Fellows feeling fly
Gaiety gladly glows

Hmm!
Liberty indeed that is,
But, pondering I musn't cease
"Back on!" My cap ideas to receive
Boom! A new hint she gives;

As I beheld,

Sailors sailing swiftly swift
Swiftly swing for sweety sleep
Housed in house for forty eight hours
But Gulliver has got gut non-stop he goes.

BY
DAMILOLA

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