Payday

Pay me my money
Calling for the first and the repeated time
How long will your tomorrow last
Enough of your mouth watering gossips
At your cry the cuckoo tries to emulate
Enough of beating you chest flat
Saturday is awaiting gin
Friday is an homeless kid
Monday is serious business
Your pleas worth nothing in stocks
Earning all to donate at betting stores
Now is my turn
Pay day if you may
Like rabbits i want my carrots
I’ll chase you with finese and foreign allies
For the last time i repeat
Else i kidnap you like chibok stripplings



One thought on “Payday” by samuel o-e (@benchmark)

  1. A simply nice piece
    but might have been better
    if broken down into stanzas………………..

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