Monday, October 15, 2012

Poem about Mary's car


Once upon a time
There was this car
That went everywhere that Mary went
It had no name but was known by the unique colour
This was Mary’s
And none other

One day
Sisi asked to take no name for a walk
Down the dry streets of Lagos
But Amina jumped in
And asked for a mile long
No name didn’t complain
Was quiet through the silent charade

After the mile long walk
No name gave up the ghost
Mary sat and cried and cried
And called Sisi a liar
Even though she knew no name had been sick awhile

Now everyone knows Mary’s sad story
Is it or not the real true story
About no name
The car Mary loved truly… 

2 comments:

TheRustGeek said...

Passing by..

Presumably said car is now comatose?

Bunmmy said...

Hello Rusty! thanks for stopping by...well car has been fixed by Mary..its a rather true mundane story..lol