Sleek Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Sleek
Sleek, seek, see, lee, lees, Lee, leek;
But the head is for Nigeria and,
The tongue is for France!
And the remaining body goes to Holland;
But who is ready to learn from my muse?
Sleek and sweet,
And like the muse of the Stock Fish around you;
But half way to the town is the muse of your lover,
And like the sight of the rainbow across the river.
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