Stressor Poem by John Sensele

Stressor



There was once a cop who munched graft
Because the cop was not only sly but daft
As he took a plethora of bribes
Which somehow fed and fled to tribes
In the hinterland who preferred the fraud craft.

Monday, February 29, 2016
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John Sensele

John Sensele

Ndola, Zambia
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