YOU CAN CALL ME A FARMER

I have a can of fertilizer, 
A plough and a ridger 
So do not bother about hoe 
Though I have cutlass also 
Slasher willbe borrowed 
Alongside a harvester tomorrow 
Yes,you can me a farmer 
Once it hampers not my desire 
Of planting my kisses 
On your acre of lips 
As I stay here in the dark 
Where you lay on your back.

http://samueldpoetry.blogspot.com

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