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In The Laboratory
To the colourless plants of life,
I am in the laboratory with my mind;
So, read this poem like legumes so sweet.
Peas, beans, maize and peanuts;
To set the criteria with my mind when,
True love touches my heart.
This was during the transfer,
On the conveyors to meet my love;
The sparkle and the creamy foams tells it all.
I am in the laboratory with,
Words to sprout out like legumes;
Triticum Vulgare,
Triticum Dicoccum,
Hordeum Distichum,
All carefully tested for the muse of love.
To age and to clarify things,
Like the docoction of honey;
I am the hole out of a rock with,
The muse of love from the laboratory.
Love brings many to intoxication,
I am in the laboratory with words and works;
To set the criteria with my mind when,
True love touches my heart at work.
poem
by
Edward Kofi Louis
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