Poem: Her Job…

Written  by  Emmanuel Waore

She leaves at six o’clock,

To go for a walk,

She doesn’t come back,

Till quater past one,

Is you ask her where she was,

All you get is a wheeze and  a cough,

Why you ask?

Well, eleven rounds ain’t no joke.

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Author: Gloria Mwaniga Minage

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