Eudora Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Eudora, Dora, ear, era, are, due!
To welcome you into my home;
Batch, catch!
To welcome you into my room;
But, things have to change around us.
Shufti, mufti!
Thwack;
Shunt, hunt!
Thwart;
Towards the new situation,
Sphere, here!
As a man,
As a woman,
Of an intension,
Improvised! !
But, with brown eyes and black hair.
Eudora, read, red, road, ore, dear!
Of young girls,
Aged between 8 and 17;
Air, hair!
But the truth was,
It was wet when you entered in.
Hair, chair!
But, the ball went over the line;
Moist eyes!
Another dawn after dusk;
Most, moist!
Another time with your muse;
Wet dreams!
Another act in your room;
Bird, bed!
However, let your works be like this lovely bird.