COW FOR BREAKFAST

Albert William Kayper Mensah

Six 0’clock,

And you insist

I must kill a cow

For your breakfast

Here with me.

 

What size of beast

Will you require

For your  lunch at

Twelve 0’clock?

 

THE SICK FOOT

Albert William Kayper Mensah

Since polio bent my foot,

Made my left leg

One rude club,

 

My farmer friends

Sowing corn

Have always sought

My lucky company.

 

For on their farms

I leave an extra

Sowing hole where’er

My sick foot steps.

 

STREET KENKEY

Albert William Kayper Mensah

Be reasonable

Man; be

Reasonable.

 

You picked from a busy

Street a ball

Of dirty kenkey partly

Eaten

 

And here you stand

In the passing crowd

Asking

 

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