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Disastrous freudian slip

If you see a lonely bunny
Spilling a load of baloney
Don’t believe her red carrots
Grew on a love cut from same cloth
Until the ocean of passion
Ceased to flow in one direction.

I know her and I know her well
When I was there, I couldn’t tell
Not until she said she loves me
Pointing fingers away from me
Calling me her other man’s name
Adding fuel more into the flames.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Derry on us

This Christmas is like the others
With a lot of thrills to gather
While the wildcats fly so high
With flashy four wheels in the sky
Spraying funds like dust do seeds
And as strays blown by the winds
Do not die to look successful
When you’re not, halfway to full.

As long as Sun shines forever
This Christmas will soon be over
Thunder strike in times of rain
All the rants sometimes make brain
You may ask the skulls in grave
Who went down for careless craves
Sultry voice could be an illusion
Be careful when making decisions…

Christmas ought to be honourably
Celebrated not vulnerably….
By the charming smile they wear
And the fancy things they share
Butterfly? why act an Eagle to belong
Count your teeth with your tongue
Do not go on making same blunders
This Christmas; just like the others.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Ended there

We were love birds wearing smile
Dancing our way to the aisle
We took an oath; till we die.
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground

The ribbons flied all over town
Looking gorgeous, she knelt down,
Angelic without a frown
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground

With an hankie on her arm
Love a seed, we sowed in farms
Harvest stores, silos and barns
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground

She fed me like my mother
Calmly I placed an order
Until there was no hunger
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground

We then kissed oils off our lips
Until our brains, rolled and flipped
On that day she made me trip.
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground

So my lovely dear, be nice
On D’day and in our house
Give me a love, we made plans
And I felt, so filled and round
Pretty was more like it sound
But it ended; there, on that ground.

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>Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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