Sold, Old, Gold! Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Sold, Old, Gold!



Sold, old, gold!
Listen you heart beat;
Because, true love is knocking at your door.

Docket, pocket, locket!
Advantages,
Ages,
Like a river full of wonders! !

Nice eyes,
Beautiful body,
Listen to your heart beat;
Because, someone is knocking at your door.

Sunday, February 7, 2016
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Edward Kofi Louis

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