Miss So Fat (For My Next Door Neighbour)
Coming now of age
And growing in a form so strange
The beautiless girl next door
Only eats junks and fatty foods the more
Though everyone know her as Pat
I call her miss so fat
She's so robust, you'd fear she would burst
And day by day she grew worse
Her feature doubtlessly I hate
She could not even go through the small gate----
She then grows so weak
And before long she grew sick,
That she had to the clinic be admitted
But her health, it got dilapidated-----
And the doctors, they say, so much tried
But it wasn't enough to save my neighbour for after long she died.
poem by Olajide Ajibola
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