Monday's Beans


Julia.by.design🦋2021/04/03 16:01
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A poem about losing a loved one.

Monday's Beans


This life is but a pot of beans;
Monday's are meant for death, the traitor wins;
Not a man and I tell you, never seen;
Yet rings the bell everyday at noon.


There or not, the difference it makes;
In this mirage, one thing I'd take;
On Sunday glee and eat Sunday's rice;
For come tommorow, we're faced with Monday's beans.




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3 comments

Nicky love2 years ago
Good for health and nutrition
Ayomide3 years ago
How are my going to do it
Asif ali3 years ago
Super