Witsel Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Witsel
Your love to me is like grasshoppers playing in the field of joy!
For i am Witsel living in Dubai;
But, there isn't much rain over here! !
Chariot, chair, hair, air, rat, tar, at, car, to, it, chart, cart, hat, chat;
But with words of love and peace to satisfy my muse!
And like the modern slavery in Dubai;
But, i will still wait for you on this beautiful love that we share.
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