Am the bull she rides down town,
Tail raised, swings her back down,
She rides, stripping off her crown,
Nose ring so strained, horns blown,
My name is her most favorite noun,
Created a smile out of a little frown,
Cut skin, In my blood she'd drown,
Between my hooves, pinned down!
"Bull"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha
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