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leketoye (m)
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BEAUTY AND THE DEATH
Beauty, I know she was called Though I never called Her pretty eyes, I'm sure Made me trip some more Her long legs, still so straight A solid base for her figure eight Ever felt her shapely curves? I dreamt I did with my gloves
A block away she lived I never could have believed I always prayed for the day We two would chat away Just when I thought I would I learnt I never could She laid peacefully, covered with dust Death had done its worst.
(c) Oyeleke Toye ( Culled from the soon to be published collection "Beauty And The Death")
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