Pikcha Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Pikcha, pick, cap, hip;
Sarah is pregnant!
Spiritual River,
Spiritual Blues,
Recorded,
On demand;
Held, beheld!
But, Sarah is pregnant.
Morning sickness,
Expecting a baby;
Lines, linesman!
A luscious dinner,
But, Sarah is pregnant.
Pikcha, pick, cap, hip;
One by one,
Pose, repose!
The open goal,
As cold as snow;
Surely it was easier to score it! !
Because, the goal post was empty;
And now, she's expecting a baby.