In those days when we used to carry our SLATES and be LATE to school because we would go after EIGHT(8am). I would carry the CATE prepared by my mother for my afternoon SATE. Kate was my MATE.

Twenty years later

I met KATE (now a big woman married to a bank manager), not on a DATE. We talked and she said that even FAITH works at the bank "ZENITH". She ordered two PLATES which she paid after We ATE. I felt like a BATE, I got home, slammed the GATE, and rushed inside like a NATE. I muttered; what is my FATE? I felt like the figure EIGHT (zero upon zero). No tangible work that silences those that what? Read more @ https://www.funmbat.com.ng/2022/05/but-kate-was-my-mate-my-story-in-rhymes.html?m=1