For the Sake of Rhyme
I have some info to dissipate
It took me a decade to collate
And now it’s yours for free
After this exposure I will flee
To a faraway country
I will work in an infamous pantry
There I will fall off the radar
Never leaving my door ajar
Lest they track me down
And bring me back to town
The info is highly classified
It will leave some of you mystified
Maybe you should stop right here
Take a deep breath and call your dear
Start making plans for a possible emigration
Collect a lot of stuff for this relocation
Because once you get to know
You and I need to flow
I don’t intend to make you feel scared
I only plan to make you feel dared
Daring enough to read to the end
Then I will have to commend
What I have is something unheard of
That’s why many of my friends call me Prof
Not because I possess so much knowledge
But because I always seem to encourage
This poetry is simply for the sake of rhyming
And I hope I have done justice with relation to the timing
Many things didn’t go too well in the previous year
But in all that I had someone to call me dear
Who stood by me when things were not so rosy
And offered enough counsel to make life a bit cosy
It’s been a while since I put pen to paper
Not because my ideas were in danger…
Danger of a possible extinction
But because I have been busy with this collation
Alas I have nothing for you
I only lied to make this poem feel true
Also to grab your attention to this very end
I believe many of you do comprehend
Copyright © Felix Abbey-Mensah | Year Posted 2013
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