The mouse is very popular Everyone loves him He is friends with the rat, But not for long so
Betrayal shall show its way Through the veins of the rat, Peeping inside the mouse`s hut where nuts are kept.
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Deep down memories are starting to fade away,
Winters we spent together seems are here to stay
Thinking about the best days we had, l start to pray
For you to come back and l be the prey.
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Prickling as it is the rose is precious
No man can hold it high as it is fragile
Belief spreads around with customs
For the rose to bloom in perfection
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A mongrel dilapidated by the myths of Chilinda
Strolls in the heavily infested fields of muringa
With a troubling muzzle on his face
Dodges from one end to another in search of peace
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Probably the last poem I will be writing
Because something has hooked up my feelings
To a climax I thought would never reach
But nothing is impossible as I have seen
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