Comb Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

Comb



Comb—

Entrance is prohibited at deep forest of Africa-
Water hyacinth damages the beauty of river

Comb deeps you neat and tidy-
But you have to know how to use it?

How dare the air is-
Make your hair disorderly kind.

Plough looks similar at farmer’s house!

Monday, December 26, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: africa,hair,house,river
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