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BUT THERE ARE STILL SOME.

BUT THERE ARE STILL SOME.
Where is the love that he would seek?
It is a flawless, pristine rose
which is not kissed by greedy bees
that suck from here and vomit there.

His heart is picky, hard to please.
He's fond of what's serenely clean.
He cannot touch a rancid part
supposed to be a private spot.

He's looked for long, but roses turn
so fond of kissing bees and flies.
The roses that are deeply pure
are getting few and even rare.

He's found the purest lips and eyes
abiding in that serene face
that wants to be a decent wife
and mum to such chaste boys and girls.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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