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BAD BARGAIN

by Uformadu Ikechukwu John

BAD BARGAIN

One morning we woke up to see our frontage illuminated,
With the carriers of brooms and umbrella,
Pointing the guns of civic duty to us,
For their logos were like a swollen ballon.

How unsane were we
To give our thumb without a collateral
For some chewie as scot?

Another morning our manhood grew wings,
In the midst of several hunters,
And returns to seduce the builders,
But its erections became too solid.

How unsane were we
To give our thumb without a collateral
For some chewie as scot?

On a new moon,
Book readers became book hackers,
Only to see the readers arrest the author of one zillion books,
It was an hocus-pocus fable to sweep dust.

How unsane were we
To give our thumb without a collateral
For some chewie as scot?

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