Brown wise solitary fellows of the night,
I salute. I hope your night was lovesome;
However I haven’t come to be winsome
As my morning does not look so bright.
Yes, I believe the coat served you last night;
See! The little roaches are frolicsome,
Evidence that last night was awesome.
But this whole scene is just a loathsome sight:
Why must you cockroaches still lurk around
In the puny confines of my white coat?
Didn’t we agree it was mine in the day?
These stains! What do I tell my lass about it;
Ah, that some fellows cannot keep an oath?
Oh well! Under my feet you all shall pay.
Marvel Chukwudi Pephel