Sonnet Xi Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

The Nightingale had find no reason to stay,
Came alone, with her beak moistured and sprayed
With dainty fragnance of offensive odours,
Which contributed in presenting ill savours.
The raven had beseeched her to sing,
And had(to the flights)her glottis ring.
But she would if not for the obsessed,
And in extention the upgrading of the possessed.
Thus she resolve putting on a cloak across her beak,
And her mantle to craft a trick.
So often, would the raven come and go perhaps she'll sing.
But came the last time and discovered what art is of her beak.
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