Submitted By: Kingsley Momoh
My Dear Bottle,
Yellow, Sorry blue.
How I love you
for the wonderful things you do.
You give me succour,
Amidst troubles so numerous.
You came into my life
at the exit of my wife.
I am so glad that you are here.
Now, I know why everybody needs someone near.
You lend your mouth with a kiss
With you, nothing is amiss.
Your saliva intoxicates me,
Your body, comforting.
Who needs a job anyway,
when without it, Ekaete could not stay.
With it, She stayed.
Yet could not play.
I'm so glad with you,
I do not know what to do.
© January 2003, Kingsley Momoh
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