Musa Ndhlovu

(1994 April 04 / SOUTH AFRICA MPUMALANGA)

The Reason I Call Your Name


Part 1

It's likable and very interesting
And because it's your name
And I wonder why we call you that.
It makes me laugh because it's almost like Mouse.
The first thing that comes to mind is Stuart Little.
But than I remember that Stuart is tiny and you are tall,
And because I have a good sense of humour, I laugh.

Part 2

Ok with no complain, I understand.
You are right, my name is mine
And you call me because I told you so.
Confirmation: It does sound like Mouse
When you call it low.
I am tall and Stuart is tiny, even though we
Have some other things in common.
However, one likes your sense of humour.

Submitted: Monday, October 14, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013

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