Son Of The Will Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Son Of The Will



Hill,
Mill,
Bill,
Fill,
Not to be ill!
Son of the will.

Grill,
Gill,
Drill,
Still with the truth;
Till tomorrow! !
With the muse of the son of the will.

Sunday, December 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: dedication,muse,rhyme royal,son
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Edward Kofi Louis

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