(Univocalic jab at Barbadian Politics)
The ten threes
Keep the bees
Very well
The present elect
Selects the best
Deeds
Yes, yes, yes…
Sweet brew seeps the peeled deeds
Yes, yes, yes…
Red dress nestles the eyes
They sell the gems
Red beets feed the guests
Teeth shell the eggs very well
Deep stress between the embezzlement
When deeds dent the chest
When deeds bend the chess
Whenever we weed the chess
Yes, yes, yes…
Present tense
Reverses the text
Lettered sentences penned
Feed the free press
Pebbles sent
They wheel
They peel
They get... dressed well
When Peter’s bells pep the press
Yes, yes, yes…
Sent Peter
The metered pen
Peeled sheet
They reversed the trend
Peter’s pen fell
Between the feet
The well between the dell very deep…
Jekyll peppered Clyde
Extremely creepy
Clyde left them
Depressed
Beekeepers everywhere
Tell them
Sweet breezes never been better
The spell never ends
The Bees between the trees dwell
They kept-sheep feed the dell
The deep spell never ends
Between sweet bees and deeds
Yes, yes, yes…
Feel the present breezes!
Sweet breezes
Whenever bees sheer the trees
Extend the cheer!
Yes, yes, yes.
©Paterika Hengreaves;
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