Demented Poem by Haruna Garba

Once upon a time
There was a wedding ceremony
At a village a few miles away from here
That hadn't a drummer to call its
So our drummer had to go
But when the minstrel was done
He refused to honor the request to stay the night
Despite the possibility of hyena attack
The thicket in between being swarming with them

At the neck of the woods
A hyena had heard him coming along
But you know how precautious she is
She wouldn't risk pouncing on him at once

So at strategic spots in his path
She piled up dune-like sand
Safer if the prey would fall down all by himself
But she wasn't reckoning with his drum-type
What was sealed with shaker-grains
For just as he'd stumbled and fallen down
The drum made a drawled bang
And the shaker-chips gave jingled sneeze
And the two scared the hyena away


Taking the tip
The drummer began to beat mad tunes
Kept at it all way down home
And this made every sleeper wake up

No question put to him would stop the drum
So his furious uncle snatched up the drum
Then and only then
Had the drummer tried to answer any question
And had always said: HHHHHHHHHHye…………….naaaaaaaaa!
Hyena to every damned quiz