Okonkwo broke no chalk or slate
But he spoke big grammar and walked
Like torotoro in the market place
With a hung placard written bombastic!
His tie dangling in a suicidal poise
Beneath his straight-cut goatee
“Processor” he so called himself
Though he meant professor
Professor of presidency to be precise
“I am the minisciry” he bragged
Minister of what? No one knew
But he spoke governmental bekee
As the villagers believed he did
If you vote me out from inside
I shall dividend you a democraci
And give you a political masquerade
In all the towns of our village square
Head oblong and bent to the ovation
Okonkwo brandished his feathered cap
And copper staff, and shook his head
Swaddled off proudly like a duck
In an Osuofiaic stylish jollification
Hehehehehehe
Hehehehehehe
Interesting.
Whoa!
This is nice and simple.
Funny too!
Chukwuneke!I can’t help laughing.Well done.
Quite funny
@Eletrika ‘am glad o for the reactions
thanks @Seun-Odukoya
@Kaycee thanks for encouraging
@Uchechukwu hahaha dalu ezigbo nwanne!
” …No one knows[knew]”
“…shaked[shook] his head”
This is nice.
@chimzorom thank you ezigbo mmadu.
haha. this is nice. Nice title too
Funny, I agree.
every village has them, processors of oversabi… lol. loved this.
hilarious, well done…
funnily good