Lu-Mericks Ii Poem by Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle

Lu-Mericks Ii



There was an old native of Angola,
Who profoundly loved the sounds of Vuvuzela.
He would blow this buzzing horn,
Till, like a carousel, his eyes began to turn.
And it was heard everywhere in Angola.

Thursday, April 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: parody
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 09 April 2015

He is lucky he didn't have a stroke: -) Thanks for sharing, Oladehinde

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