Christmas morning – Fola Daniel Adelesi

On Christmas morning
Came a fat stucky hen
Knocking at my door.
He introduced himself
As the sacrificial lamb,
Begging to take refuge
In my alimentary canal
Lest he be imprisoned
As a prisoner of war
By 32-man battalion
And have his fate
Determined by their anus.
My alimentary canal
Is a strong tower
For he has since found refuge
In its cavity.
Fola Daniel Adelesi
01/07/2005



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