Zaenabu Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Zaenabu



The sweet memories of my sweet cheerio,
Last night the bat touched the first fruit of love;
And the cat slept naked all night long.

This is not the type of woman to marry but,
I did so because of your poverty!
And Zaenabu is once again at large.

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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

Accra, GHANA
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