A Girl Of November Eight Poem by Peace Ogosime
A Girl Of November Eight
A girl of november eight
gave me a kiss in June eight,
this girl i shall not hate
for our love is like fate.
But i know she can't wait
even if my love she has ones ate.
It is not my fault i don't ve faith
this feelings girls have create.
Ask her, 'what if i come late
will she still be my date? '
'will she stand by the gate
or will she say bul shait? '
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