First Gong Vol. 8: Thrust FIRST GONG 8 THRUST | Page 97

Opinions sway both ways: seesaw
But I've got a glass jaw,
I can't sling rocks
From holes in my socks
Tiny toes on my feet talk
White power: dot: nose tip, Chalk?
Do we need 'i's to cross these “t's"?
I don't floss, brother, I cut my teeth
Overdose on hope
Now it's not hard to cope
Yes, things are looking up
Cupid like a cup
If anything pops or drops,
Flip flap floors: flip-flops
Then that should be jaws
Because, we were the ones they saw
In a Porsche, of-course not a bus
Is this POE- 'eM? Ouch! Windpipe bursts.
Overdose on hope
Guess, this is within our scope
He says, "Philo, Philo..."
"You've got my heart you know"
Yes, He leads her on
“…Keeps the deuces up, Son!
There is no C in love..."
So, he uses no glove
On his knees he plows
On her back she howls.
Adeoya Ajibola
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