Edward Kofi Louis
Gryphius - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Gryphius, is, his, pry, spry, spy, pus!
Like the animals swimming in the water;
But, i have to help you carry on.
Like the animals swimming in the pool;
But, i heard the call and, i came in to help you.
In the land of your muse;
But, you surely Need my help in this land.
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