This was written purely as a result of a happy day. Happy to explain the meaning on request.
Hisses and sounds disperse; he should turn left oh no!
Still I walk, still I pounce, down the stairs I go,
Leave them all chaotic and bemused,
I bet he wont return standing tall.
Yet I stroll back majestically,
Slow enough to grant them all a stare,
Does he own the place?
Does he know someone?
We are all curious enough to care!
Was he taking a stroll?
Was he taking a call?
Was he just having a ball?
Someone quick, go find out what is down there
Because he seems to know it all!
~Hidden3motionz
Poetry by Alvin Ziwa
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Written on 2015-11-13 at 13:10
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I stand up, I take a leap and trot right I go,Hisses and sounds disperse; he should turn left oh no!
Still I walk, still I pounce, down the stairs I go,
Leave them all chaotic and bemused,
I bet he wont return standing tall.
Yet I stroll back majestically,
Slow enough to grant them all a stare,
Does he own the place?
Does he know someone?
We are all curious enough to care!
Was he taking a stroll?
Was he taking a call?
Was he just having a ball?
Someone quick, go find out what is down there
Because he seems to know it all!
~Hidden3motionz
Poetry by Alvin Ziwa
Read 632 times
Written on 2015-11-13 at 13:10
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