EXCOS GARBAGE - STEFAN

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I wrote this poem for my 2017 department EXCOS. When fresher’s blood was running through my veins.”

Here is the poem;

They thought their words would let the world falls at their feet
They hop the weary in awe of people
Ignored the grimace of smilet
Their accents are even terrible
Expression is neither mechanized nor intrigued
Their dialects match not facial expressions
Their idiolect also perplexed the pew's view
Pardon, confute not our confusopoly.


© Stefan™
OLANREWAJU BOLAJI

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