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Mary and Barry

Dozens of roses, she picked a lemon
From Saints and Angels, she chose a demon
If the Devil could meet a lady
Let’s say by ten, endowed as Mary
The evils on earth and in heavens
Shall come to an end before eleven.

But who would have even envisaged
Such could arise in this present age
When everyone is after money,
The looks and not the taste of honeys
Barry isn’t as cute as the Devil
Neither his pocket heavy and full

Dozens of roses, she picked a lemon
From Saints and Angels, she chose a demon
The reality of his fantasies
Materialized from her ecstasies
And since she wore the ring as his wife
Flowers bloom all the days of their life.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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