He Is Called Felix Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

He Is Called Felix



He is called Felix!
And, before he will think,
I have thought;
He is called Felix!
And, before he will write,
I have written;
Before he will move,
I have moved;
Before he will dance,
I have danced;
Before he will win,
I have won! !
And like the muse of love in the land of trouble;
But, i will always take the lead to guide him on.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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