Evi Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Evi
You are not the type at all! ! !
But nature has joined us together as one;
And i am the woman who stood closer beside you last night.
It was like a three year old bull and some flour,
Because your hair was all over the place!
And you were easily identified.
Unstable and unbeatable records of love,
And like the little girl called Evi next door;
For you are not the type at all.
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