I got a new improved
Fruit of a guava which
Some bats had feasted on
I feared to celebrate
With it because of ebola
I left it on a stumpwall
Of the flowerbed to ripen
So I can get its seeds for
Ebola free plants.
A red head came nodding its red head
And wagging its red tail
Stretching its rough tongue
When I discovered him
Festivity had lapsed
Red head made a U- turn
Climbed a text coat wall
Licking his tongue joyfully
From a great meal
Wished to him by evd.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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