Jolly Poem by Liza Sud

Jolly

Rating: 5.0


I'm completely for the madhouse.
It's the logic of New Year.
We will smear ourselves with ice-cream,
Mandarines and olivier.

And although I am fasting,
In my dreams I fly away,
And in poems I will maffick
And not go down from the chair!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kingsley Egbukole 31 December 2019

The joy of new year. Beautiful. .10.

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Kim Barney 31 December 2019

Here's what I got from Merriam-Webster online: Maffick is an alteration of Mafeking Night, the British celebration of the lifting of the siege of a British military outpost during the South African War at the town of Mafikeng (also spelled Mafeking) on May 17,1900.

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Kim Barney 31 December 2019

Interesting poem. Thanks for sharing. " Maffick" is a new word for me. I will have to look it up.

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