Saturday, January 27, 2007

Any Wool for the Sofa?

The sheep goes baaa..
Friends go huhhh..
But I say hahaaa..
We are on par.
Remember the days we sucked the tar,
The days we hold the jug and go Ta! Ta! Ta!
Yet friends you chose to think so far.
So far? Here’s a short one to show how far.
Know the famous shop named IKEA?
Yah.
There was this nice big tight sofa.

Tight sofa was made up of cushions.
Nice cushions arranged in an orderly fashion.
Then came some fission, fusion; evolution.
Cushions begin falling outta position.
Yes of course, my poor vision.
Aights. All will say “I beg a pardon?”
So, I say, “Yes, there is tension.”
Tensions meant to be cushioned.
Allow no room for revisions.
One who seeks a cushion,
Ain’t gonna get use to a brand new sofa invention.
Feel me good on this occasion,

I'm a bleeding cushion;
Not to mention,
Fo I’m still holdin’ the paten.
This ain’t no cushion, this is tension.
So here I reckon, bring on the convention.
Spare some room for intervention.

Here’s something cool,
Seems like a new clue?
Aights, I got u fooled.
My wool is more than 3 bags full.

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