Kodjo Deynoo

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Rain drop, drip, drape..
Drapes, drops, drips
And then I'm drenched..
What to do, with my broken brolly..
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Story, story told
How easy it could be in stories told
To turn the white swan, black in stories told
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Clifton will always be royal
The host of Bristol; oh Britania

Like the Queen's finest
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I picked a gem off the floor
On the beach shoreline
And a thousand waves sang in chorus
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The Best Poem Of Kodjo Deynoo

My Broken Brolly

Rain drop, drip, drape..
Drapes, drops, drips
And then I'm drenched..
What to do, with my broken brolly..

Big, small, old of English, ..
Flowery oriental, in looks of China..
Beauty in colours, of Mary Poppins..
Then sometimes; sometimes in black..

Just in black..
With oak, or ivory, handles hold..
As this then becomes, my walking stick..
My walking stick; old English, gentleman's brolly..

My walking stick
My walking stick
My walking stick

What to do, with my broken brolly..
With hooks all out, and springs all sprung
On crooked lanes, on narrow roads
In walks I take, I make, for all to see..

In winds it goes, tumbling inside out..
With loosened spikes sharp, to be avoided..
On sliver spokes, dashed rushed pointing all out..
To sea of people, I shout 'health and safety'..

What to do, with my broken brolly..
While all along, in the old Queen's England..
Rain drop, drip, drape, drapes, drops, drips
And then I'm drenched, and then I am drenched..

I stamp in puddles, to dance with my brolly
#I sing in the rain, #I am singing in the rain
And wiggle it hold, on dangling handling
Along the way, #I sing in the rain
In good old dreary, rainy England..

I sing in the rain, with my broken brolly
On what to do, with my broken brolly..
Dolly, lolly, polly, brolly
Brolly, broken brolly

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