KOLIKOLIKOS

When the cats are mewing
And the dogs are backing
And many birds are chirping
And many snakes are hissing
Trying to get the lion’s attention,
Trust me, all it hears are meats
Yes, meats calling to be chewed

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Instead of planning a trapping
And getting a catching
So they can get ears to do the listening,
They converge to shout into hunger
Some into sicknesses
Some into trouble
And others into death

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It irks if foxes and hyenas lead
Because in the stampede
They get many smaller meats
Who decide to dance to their beats
Knowing not the hidden deceit;
Same as the one causing the lion’s deceit
Ahhh! Grandlings of plannings of sweet tannings!

You really are cunningly cunning!

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015