WASTED!

I heard a gunshot,

It sounded like a broken pot,

It brought me to a spot,

Where i had to squat.

I saw a man wearing a polka dot,

He had a blot

And a blood clot on his hand.

He tried to save the injured tout

But it was all for a naught.

Fortunately the policemen arrived,

But the polka dot man was deprived

Of the explanation he had to provide

So he could survive.

He tried to say there was someone disguised

But he wasn’t justified

Because one of the policemen was a personalized mastermind.

I was so horrified,

In fact mesmerized,

My heart was occupied,

Then i realized

Someone has to be assigned

To find the person behind the wasted tout who died.

Oladewa Laura

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