Lamech Obare Poems

My neighbor,
Your wife is tempting me,
Your wife wants me to sin,
Your wife wants me to miss heaven.
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You see, apart from well brewed coffee,
And soothing rhumba spiced with jazz,
I love women, no l ladies, yes lasses,
They are like whimsical poetry.
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My parents entrusted you with me,
They left me under your care,
They knew I was safe in your house,
After all you're my dad's brother.
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Ahem!
So my girlfriend is getting married,
And this time round, charm did not fall on my side,
She found a new fresh rib after accusing mine of costochondritis,
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Woman of the most high,
Daughter of mother Mary,
Allow me to confess today,
Let me explain out my heart.
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I am divorcing my husband,
He has made me miserable,
He is of no good use to me,
I have already made up my mind.
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I will gladly let my lady pay the bills,
Not that I can not afford the cash,
But because I believe in equality,
And by doing so, I will not be less a man.
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My girlfriend is evil,
She smiles like a devil,
Her eyes are dark and evil,
She has sharp canines like a weevil.
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While you ignored her,
I gave her attention.
While you hanged her calls,
I called her countlessly.
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She was a shot of tequila,
Gulped by every tippler.
She was a vase of carnations
Set on a high table,
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