The Vegetable
When the teeth becomes blunt
When the arms become weak
When the legs become feeble
When our love becomes haggard
Like the shreds of Onye Ara
I will still shine my gums
And wink my sockets
When my smile becomes horrid
When my lies become stale
When my speech becomes pale
When my fart no longer smells
Like nothing but air
I will still shine my gums
And wink my sockets
When your name becomes vague
When my shudders become tremor
When my muscular shoulders become planks
When I say 'I love you, but sounds
I laf you'
Would you still be there to shine your gums
And wink your sockets?
©Melson
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