New Clothes New Habits Poem by Amos Christopherson Masereka

New clothes new habits
That leaves the receptacle no deficits

And they gone to school with guts
Ask them megabytes, gigabytes

Why drain sooner until the last mourner
Find them in junctions, saloons in any corner

New clothes new habits
Kind of magnetism visits

Downstairs as with the parachute
Have you anyone who would to persecute

Gone to school with guts to grasp, seize and hold
Why gentlemen will plead their hand for household

New clothes new habits
Why drain sooner until the last mourner