Crawl like cowardly spiders
In hidden tears
Shielded by pride

It flows to the brim
And cause all that is dim
Making tongues sour like the tree of nim
And like an old sim
Feeding all new phones to have vims
Defying all that is proper and prim

Knowledge is power
So never say no
Never kowtow
To a failure bow
Nor be comedy to your foe
Flaw your flaws right from the word go
No matter how low
So your boat will wow
Row row row and row
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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