Thursday, 1 November 2012


Sandy, Oh stormy Sandy
Why are you so angry?
Scorching guts like brandy
Striking with a fiery fury
Leaving paths blurry
Living ones teary

Sandy, gusty sandy
A vixen so broody
Homies gave you room
But you brought doom
As you stake your claim
With such vicious pain

Oh Sandy, why so gory
In your thirst for glory
You were an expected guest
Who couldn’t be at her best
Raining on friendship stars
With buckets of sandy tears

Tempestuous sandy
You’ve earned a candy
Hold your breath
For a trick or treat
A rite of passage to groom
In anger management dome.
 BY © YEMISI ILESANMI, 1 November 2012

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