Kayode Benjamin Benorosco

Rookie - 20 Points (Zaria Nigeria)

The Petty Boaster - Poem by Kayode Benjamin Benorosco

To his boastfull pride filled words i listened.
With my erect ears and character of a good listener i payed attention while the irate boaster spew his undiluted boastfull poison like a king cobra.
In his scalar wordz i found a great sense of nonsense and a sweet knowledge of ignorance.
What a boaster i felt.

His wordz were never chaste.
leaving me with thoughts of a snail in haste.
A good time spent with no gain earned.
His good foolish wordz he felt won my attention.
Never did he knew that spending another second with him was never an intention.
The least of all boasters.
A sage of fools age.

I can dig a two inched hole in a day.
I can swallow a musterseed without stress.
I can gulp a cup of sweet wine at a hundreds count.
I can squeeze a mosquito with no second thoughts.
I can bear the pains of a buttefly's sting.
I can stand in war against a fly.
He boasted to with shoulders high.

I can jump a hurdle of five inches high.
I can breath in as long as two seconds.
I can recite the number range of one to ten.
I cramed the english alphabets at the age of twenty.
I can clap an insect to death.
I can trample on an earthworm with my legs.
He said with his voice like a torn drum.

The time spent with him where the days regrets.
An offer of a moment with him will i always reject.

The petty boaster.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012

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