“Pussy cat ! Pussy cat ! Where have you been ..?” I know where you Have been. Anywhere but here. This place. Where Humpty Dumpty is King, Medusa his Queen And the Mad Hatter his Trusted Adviser.
Strange Berries and Nuts They say any and every thing Gets written and published Nowadays. Thank you Mr. WWW And Madame Sofia Medea You mean, Social Media. Shut up Smart Alec. Isn’t it the same thing ? Nope ! Don’t interrupt me. Sorry Boss – “You Dey craze You dey mad You dey gbongboro cigar You dey marry okpolo Okpolo go breakee your head” What …!?! Pardon me ! You heard me.
That was what Little Janet Said to Juan-Paulo when He pulled her hair and poured a hand full of sand in it In reaction to a peck On the cheek. Initial Aggressor – Imperfect Self- Defendant
When Mummy Janet heard All hell broke loose At JP’s Mama’s Nails and Hair Salon It was mayhem in the likes of – “Moto jam police Police Jam Mama Akara Mama throway Biggie belle dey come Another Sisi dey go.” Chaos of primordial proportions.
If you are still trying to make sense of this poem Then you are on a long thing Nothing makes complete sense anymore Just slivers of illogic and logic strung together On the sallow-white pages of buffoonery’s genius.