Henrietta Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

An eye-witness to a call!
And, like someone who sleeps in the arms of a Mistress;
But, we can easily see the change of the wind.

Henrietta! !
I am eating the fish from your lake;
Because, the colour of your panties is like,
The colour of my panties as well!
But, if you have had an affair with another man,
Don' go public.

It sounds like one of those jokes in your town but,
it is true;
And, this is like the Story of a handsome young man and,
A beautiful young lady;
However, life is like that at times.