Forgotten Dairies
Porn Of The Living Pen -By Chinwendu Chinonyerem Emmanuel
My Pen Is penetrating the book
Making me to catch all the fish
In my hook for good, which happens in the good mood
Causing the poets to read the hand writing on the hood
Porn is like thorn
Which the poets like so much like pun
That will tear your throne
Thereby, loosing your glory
Which would have shine a bright globe
Porn is like food for thought
That will teach you life of reasoning
For every season
Like Verbal reasoning
Making the poets to curse their course
Which in every muse their is a cause of pen
My Pen Is penetrating the book
Making me to catch all the fish
In my hook for good, which happens in the good mood
Causing the poets to read the hand writing on the hood
Pen is the porn
Which blows the horn on the book
I weep for my pen for it rained the wrong ink
Which is always pink
Making the colour to blink wrongfully.
