Limerick2: Papa Was A Rolling Stone Poem by G. Akanji Olaniyi

Limerick2: Papa Was A Rolling Stone



Papa was a big round unstoppable rolling stone
Never anywhere, yet everywhere on his thin bone
His love stayed nowhere; his liquor
It maintained his companion scent; his odor
He was happy never leaving this world alone

Olaniyi G. Akanji
(c) 2015

Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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