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SHIT Last night my phone fell into the closet, The only thing closest, Was the manhole But ‘twas deep So I had to let it go I am scared, The radiation will affect our waste Perhaps, that could be our first nuclear test, Or my science project I’m only worried about that girl, More than two missed calls- Then it’s over, We are done Like a boss firing a worker After all it’s just a Nokia Lumia model, Daddy will buy me a new iPhone.  How i wish i will get one.

MRS. R I GH T She is the one I shall marry, The one who shall accompany me during Hajj, One who shall wake me up for my prayers, chiefly Fajr, The one who will be stalwart as June Carter, One who will treat me as Catherine of the Heights My Mrs. Right, Hates to be in your spotlight She loves my broad daylight, And our romantic nights She loves my diet, Hot, saucy, sugar and spice She hates to see how you look nice, She only wants you to look her in the eyes She defies, Every odd that seems to rise My Mrs. Right, Oh God! Let her be with me day and night Let there be love even in our fights In life’s stormy plights Be there during such flights Be there when all is black and white Be strong and hold on tight As we begin to bite, The achievements and heights, So far And as I write, You I shall keep in mind To my Mrs. Right, You are, the love of my life.

MERRY -GO- ROUND SOMETIMES, YOU MAKE ME START, ALL OVER AGAIN THEN YOU GET ME, STUNNED AND STIFFENED I BECOME MOTIONLESS, AT LAST, I GET BACK TO WORK I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL, A LOVE THAT I FELL, FOR YOU ARE, THAT LOVE THE ONE I WILL ALWAYS HAVE IN THE GAME ITSELF, THE FUN DRIPS US IN SWEAT WHEN WE ARE DONE, IT’S DIZZINESS HOVERING AROUND, OUR JOYOUS FACES AND I CANT FIND THE TRACES, OR TRAILS OF OURSELVES WE ARE LOST, CONFUSED, IN LOVE JUST FOR THE LOVE OF THE GAME MERRY-GO-ROUND THE WHOLE LIVELINESS, YOU APPROACH ME WITH MAKES ME LOVE YOU OVER AND OVER AGAIN A NON-STOP, POWER PACKED ACTION PACKAGED WITH FUN AND FOOLING, NO DRILLING BUT THERE WE ARE, SWEATS ALL OVER LOVE ME WELL, FORGET THEM BECAUSE SOMETIMES, YOU MAKE ME FEEL, HIGH, IN THE SKIES I JUST LOVE THIS GAME OF THRONES MERRY-GO-ROUND LET’S CIRCLE THINGS UP, SEVEN TIMES AS MUCH AS WE CAN BINDING THE DEMONS AROUND 360 DEGREES,

24/7 Allow me that chance to call you, Allow me that chance to text you Let me be your alarm, Ticking every second The thought of you hitting the road, Frightens me And our roads in fact, Scares me These our pot-bellied men, Haven’t seen the need, To tar our pot-holes But on such trips, They fly Flying like a deer in pursuit of its life, And reaching to their destinations safely While my dear battles for her life, In mixed feelings   How do you feel at the thought of someone close to you going for  a longer trip? Especially when you know the situation involving road safety is very disturbing.  Others have lost their loved ones in such accidents and it is very worrying. Although we don't pray for such misfortunes we need to be cautious and observant about these issues in the country.

BONES of Jayee Unending desire, Boils within their hearts Such a fiery fire, Aiming to win for the school, more stars The unremitting toil, Driven with passion and love Taming the burning soil, Produces success well carved The persisting shouts from Mr. Ayittah, Piercing into their souls Driving them with great desires, Nothing more but goals And the effects deafening for our opponents, Sending our girls cheering After putting the ball in their nets, Oh yes, our path to success is turning Aim high JUC, Aim high bones of Jayee Together with this team, Swiftly we shall sail on the sea This is a poem to the team for the love they have for the game.