Mohamed Eita Poems

O pity the poet, he is wearied and tired
Alas, you would be wearied and tired too
If you had to carry around a soul that in
Waistline and age had outgrown you
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Purple dresses
For princesses
Had no appeal
For her
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A ruler strummed against a table goes bazzungg!
Cling film covered in cheese
An elf-eared boy sticks out his tongue
At a girl he tries to please
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