I have no idea what happened today,
as I spent one hour trying to figure out what to write about.
I found a title but can’t seem to catch the word sleigh,
that I’m trying to keep myself awake with one clout,
but I’m still having a blackout.
I’ve been working some really late nights,
on The South African: Roamer and Light.
Maybe, I should write about the topics gossip or shame
but I’m feeling so sleepy, I know it sounds lame…
Yawn, yawn and yawn,
flatter than a capon,
soon I’m going to be gone.
Forgive this poultry, I mean poetry
it’s bad geometry,
I’m sure you’d agree…
I’ll be back on Friday,
going cock a doodle doo,
and I’m sure you’ll go woo hoo…
T. Dench Patel
7 August 2019