Poetry

THE MAYOR By Soma

Written by Editor

See the calling of the mayor,
I think he’s angry at the sauter.

He finds it hard to see the king,
Overshadowed by the funny qing.

Who is that soaring near the lake?
I think she’d like to eat the ake.

She is but a deadly teenager,
Admired as she sits upon an old stager.

Her attractive car is just a friend,
It needs no gas, it runs on split end.

She’s not alone, she brings a queen,
a pet dog, and lots of sabine.

The dog likes to chase a box,
Especially one that’s in the kit fox.

The mayor shudders at the sarcastic petal
He wants to leave but she wants the ball nettle.

About the author

Editor

Bada Yusuf Amoo is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.

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