Little Equiano

Little Equiano, boy of discord
played trick on teachers at boards
set up pins for the master to sit
and sprays of sand for the eyes of little boys

Little Equiano,a truant was he
kept on searching and hunting for bees
that he would unleash on the school yard keeper
just to watch him run like the clappers


Little Equiano got bitten at the hive
which almost cost him his life
promised mum never to be rude and haughty
but came back to school so showy and haughty

Little Equiano formed pirates at school
and they bullied little boys like bulls
but when arithmetic was marked that trimester
Equiano and friends couldn't help scoring the dreaded cipher

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