ifedayo oshin

Rookie (Ondo, Nigeria)

Ode To The African Lady (To Opeyemi Helen Araromi) - Poem by ifedayo oshin

I'll never fail
thee to hail even when I ail
with ginger ale
I'll be hearty and hale
even though I face a gale
steady still will be my sail
and surely, I'll be on the rail
by your side to tell the tale
of how I fought tooth and nail
to get you this bale
of finest Arabian veil
to shield your skin from growing pale
and for your eyes not to wail
even if the sun may trail
but if I must go, I'll mail
and send you flowers by pail
and a puffy puppy without a tail
or a big barking male
born and bred in Yale.

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  • (5/8/2006 3:52:00 PM)


    Wow, i feel very flattered by dis... ma head is in an hypertonic condition, i hope it wouldn't burst. Thanks so much for dedicating this poem to me, you are a friend indeed. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 8, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 10, 2006


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