The Chronicles of Miss Shola

The blog's epitaph: Miss Shola came and went as she pleased

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Perfect, why do I like her so much?
She’s just a stubborn old girl, you know
Who can’t hear her rippled bed talking of love
Who fervishly wipes out a child’s imagination on the wall
Who seasons the salad without stumbling upon a flavour
Who frowns at the unique pattern of an unsolved crossword
Who doesn’t let the short and tall boys mingle in the bookshelf
Who decorates the Christmas tree that doesn’t get a second look
Who takes that path to the garden without the budding rose plant
Who will never let her cupboard do its own thing sometimes

Perfect, let me not give her attention anymore
She’s just a stubborn old girl, you know
Who can’t sit still and let life pass happily by.

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Written by Miss Shola

May 13, 2014 at 11:27 pm

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