The Stubborn Boy Poem by Tony Adah
The Stubborn Boy
A rude stubborn boy
Went to the river to frolick in the sand
On the shore
There is a resting park
For women returning from the farm
Here they haul their wads of firewood
And plunge themselves in the deeps
Away from the afternoon sultry clime
This boy wicked from the craddle
Took his knife
And cut off the twine binding the firewood
Unfortunately, his mother was in the deeps
Whose wad he had scattered.
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