Sister Amanda
Like a clown, Derby floated on cloud nine;
Amanda fitted his future plans to a tee;
Parents said they could entwine;
What a wedding celebration it would be!
Now, Amanda delivered a bouncy baby;
The infant's blood group differed
From the blood of Derby, future hubby;
Wedding arrangements he deferred.
Amanda pleaded guilty and joined a convent;
Derby relented and adopted her son.
‘Are you attending Amanda's ordination event? '
‘Definitely, ' said Derby, smiling at the sun.
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Passionate Poverty
To some people poverty makes you repulsive
Because you own no tangible property to share;
Nothing to entertain and feed their compulsive
Profligacy of which you're unaware.
Poverty makes you glitter and truly
Human and affectionate because you value people
For who they are and their true worth, really
And from your heart and soul altruism quintuple.
Poverty peels off humbug and complacency
To expose the deeper layers of personality
Filled with genuine compassion and human decency
And poverty befriends simplicity, humanity and humility.
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Left Foot
Left foot worked miracles
To bring glory to motherland Zambia
When nation's morale sagged
After beating Gambia
But earning no further honours
Than a dream to train in Colombia.
Left foot raised Chipolopolo from ashes
After Gabon disaster
Killed entire squad and officials
Leading nation to seek consolation from Pastor
Who predicted
In near future she'd be African soccer grandmaster.
Left foot in 2012 guided Chipolopolo
To her first continental cup
Although squad faced opponents
That on FIFA rankings featured higher up
Than maiden Zambia, she succeeded
In winning tournament's close-up.
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Missy Marble Mabel
Amaranth Acoustic Guitar, hourglass heart, she craved
And wooed fawn family fusion
That, with gorgeous grace, you granted
With no tepid thought of coral red confusion
Which you never expected in the least
Until you countered craggy cordovan contusion.
Arsenic Acoustic Guitar, with no eggshell explanation, disappeared
From salmon sight and kept a loud low profile;
You found the rabid ruse peculiar
Since it featured nowhere in your friendly file
Which together you compiled in drowsy detail
So that neither of you the other could defile.
Almond Acoustic Guitar, the mustard mind with a byzantine bedside
Manner has a heart of murderous, morbid marble
That hides a sarcastic streak
She never put on the teal table
To chart the white way forward
Until asparagus arrangement she chose to disable.
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Two Ears, One Tongue
Two exclusive ears to increase your karma knowledge;
One twisted tongue to lash out at personable proponents
Of thinking outside the black box
Who, with no good reason, you label obnoxious opponents
Although they work hard, day and night,
To bring you wealthy wisdom's crucial components.
Two eminent ears to stress the need to listen
More than you wag your terrible tongue
Which, though small, can loosen links
With marvelous mentors and associates stung
By the rush of bad blood to your hasty head
And intuitive impulses fit only for the young.
Two eyes to see the vast expanse of excellent erudition
On which God gave you double dominion
To forge ahead by controlling your tempting tongue
And graduate from the rank of midget minion
Into a person of substance and savvy
Although, you'd argue, it's only a matter of oblique opinion.
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