Away With Your Hunt Poem by Haruna Garba

A boy brought home a hunt
Hunt of beautiful dame
Dame with bile in the gut
Sustained after a messy meal

Even as they walked
The innards were at brawl
With wind building tumultuous
And as they arrived
He stood her in the lobby
He should explore the quiet of the house
But he wasn't to know
His old man was in the dark lobby

So after a little while
The girl let loose a strong fart
And to herself she said
Thank God I am finally relieved

Hey son! Barked the old
Please come back and relieve me too
Of this your tummy troubled hunt