...by Poetic Tee, "Here, take a sip"O, the Harmattan weather?
It's busy ruffling all feathers.
Cold, chilly, so little sunshine
Few can say "It's good, o fine."
But no qualms, tee taken in sips
Can warm smiles, perching on lips.
Still a favorite season for many
Who have so little or no money.
Water, helplessly hugs the cold
Not so, anybody, even the bold.
Amazing are naked kids, playing
In the gale, nose crystal bleeding.
While ol' teeth clatter with no flow
Ladies legs in leggings are on show.
Seasonal gypsies spice up moods
Variety of spices infiltrate our foods.
Hot is rare, dear, bare, some even swear
As mercury bulbs shiver, cold with fear.
Indoors, a fire burns, throwing out heat
Countless homeless, sleepless in street'.
Anyway, lots of cold weather tales to tell
"Kai! Yau ana sanyi" Does that ring a bell?
(c)2015 Tijjani M. M.
All Rights Reserved
Few can say "It's good, o fine."
But no qualms, tee taken in sips
Can warm smiles, perching on lips.
Still a favorite season for many
Who have so little or no money.
Water, helplessly hugs the cold
Not so, anybody, even the bold.
Amazing are naked kids, playing
In the gale, nose crystal bleeding.
While ol' teeth clatter with no flow
Ladies legs in leggings are on show.
Seasonal gypsies spice up moods
Variety of spices infiltrate our foods.
Hot is rare, dear, bare, some even swear
As mercury bulbs shiver, cold with fear.
Indoors, a fire burns, throwing out heat
Countless homeless, sleepless in street'.
Anyway, lots of cold weather tales to tell
"Kai! Yau ana sanyi" Does that ring a bell?
(c)2015 Tijjani M. M.
All Rights Reserved
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