Fulham Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Fulham



Pass it through the hole to make it whole,
Hold it through the rain to make it hard,
But try to show me the sign of your love;
For, it took 46 years to build this house.

Your body,
My body,
Her body,
His body,
Our bodies! !
And like the joy of Fulham in the land of your muse;
But, i am ready to share my love with you.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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