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TO THE LAZY

Lazy hands, no mouth fend
So says the sage in scribes
Hands do bend
But be no end
So you can this house defend
In the pot of crises
Many will help their teeth to sing
Only few would like to lend
With a collateral greater than hearts
For tongue-shoppers to shame clothes mend
When your shame party is neatly arranged
All itchy eyes will so attend
Even legs with no standing veins
Will surely their journalists send
Words to the working wise
Slip through no history
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016

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By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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