Kouyate Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Kouyate



Phone, xylophone!
Kouyate, eat, ate, oat, at, Kate, tea, toe, you;
Indecision,
Tampered with,
Of the norm or the custom! !
But, on the other hand, you need love.
Phone, xylophone!
After a century,
To be amended;
Campaign, champaign!
Soothing and groovy;
With geographical features in the land of love.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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