Stockfish Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Stockfish



The stockfish from Norway! !
The head goes to Nigeria and, the rest goes to France;
Like no man's business,
But, try to tell me what you want.

Every man for hinself and, every woman for herself;
Sometimes, i do see your eyes over the waters;
Waiting for the stockfish.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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