Ghastly Motor Boy Poem by Haruna Garba

Ghastly Motor Boy



You are in haste
So is everyone
And at the crossing
Here we were

Toot hooted our bus driver
Come on up! Said the motor boy
Nothing, really nothing, he began
But up road, swiftly came a car

Nothing really... except a car-r-r-r, he concluded

Ghastly Motor Boy
Thursday, May 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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Haruna Garba

Haruna Garba

Dagauda, Bauchi State, Nigeria
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