Out Of Afrika Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Out Of Afrika

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I Telekha of Afrika,
need sex in urgency,
I send the measure now,
my friend, he tailor, taketh
the long and wide of,
and is no lie for him,
I help brek coconut
each day, with same
and only small broose,
but need goldt or maney,
by big toga for me,
so no pilot fall over
in aeromachine when see,
I biggest in continent,
like hippo mouth
and elephant when mad,
I two blak eye, ears has fur,
nose as well, equal color,
two goldt tooth and ring.
I stand, redy now at Post,
wait for maney. Soon! ! !

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

*splutter, splutter, splutter* - copyright please, so I may to send to Afrikanamour who wants no maney, rather than just breaking his coco-nuts? t xx

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