Of Lines Written In A Coach To Aunt Naida Who Begged Me To Marry Lizzy A Foreigner - Poem by Baldwin Mupfeki
Up to me to let you knoUp to me to let you know
Unto you will put it
Nestled under my toungue
Nothing short of the lines
'Its o'er, yes its o'er! '
Of virtues l couldn't unmask
How of parallels we were
Same way, never to Same way, never to meet
Aboard a ferry
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