Sonnet Xxii

Poem By Adeyemi Joshua

The fair maiden had been interested in the lad,
And was in emotion towards him mad.
Her bolt of emotions loosed and slacken,
To be screw to it composure by adhered feelings:
Hope had been the maiden who'd been enthralled,
And Wealth the lad she'd prepared to refine the raw.
Every medium had she seized to express herself,
But many words were availaible in the lad's shelf,
That whenever she throw at him a word,
He force her drink from his gourd.
Turn after turn had self-willed repeated these,
And indecision on both was fixed.
Then, wealth resolved on giving her a chance,
Which to his client may amout to trance.
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