Harim Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Harim



Harim, air, hair, arm, ram, him, aim!
But, don't look at the other side;
Because you may see their nakedness.

Haste, paste, waste!
To ensue,
With a clue;
And to use the glue to hold up your works.

Monday, February 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: adventure
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Abhilasha Bhatt 15 February 2016

Wonderful.....liked it....thank you for sharing :)

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Edward Kofi Louis

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