How’s your booboo doing?
Hope great “like rock and shine?”
Sweet melodies of happiness, pop corn with soda crowns
How’s your booboo smiling?
With dimples one per cheek?
Mild curved-lips basked in sparkling teeth, a chuckle
in-between
How’s your booboo feeling?
That forever you’re his own?
No pain or foe, friend sis or bro, must make you break the
bow.
So tell me how you’re feeling?
Much sunshine clasped in glory?
Yea with a boo and fine as yours, there is no need to worry.
-By Olaolu Abimbola -June 27, 2012
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