POET ON RAMPAGE DAY 4 – ONISONU

Before we left…

No eating, no drinking
No excessive fraternizing
Stick closely, observe your courtesies
Show some home training

Then we arrive…

Food, drinks, all sorts
Bolu take this, Bolu take that…

Slowly, steadily you turn
At an angle of one hundred and eighty degrees
Like a weary worn clock hand
With the systemic rhythm of a mimer
Nay, a choreographer
A puppet, a dummy,
An onisonu that you are!
Mummy should I take it?

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