Thumb Song Poem by Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson

Thumb Song



Pretty weighty thumb
Short and brief your stance
Primed like an acacia bomb
Amidst the irokos' lands-
Yet all hope in you lingers
Master of the gripping power
To rain your supporting shower
Upon the hefty duty fingers

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