WE WENT HAYWIRE

The fruit of horrendous hurry
Hung appeasingly aloof
On a green tree with white lumpy leave
Situated amidst a green garden 

We harvested it imperiously
The day we went hay wire woefully
The day we hurried for inadvertent independence
Six months old premature pregnancy
Hurried to breathe brazenly
Hurried to wean wretchedly
Viewed Mrs. Colonisation as a messed milk
Now we hurry to her for magic milk

Now we hazardously hurry
Hurry for a derailed democracy
Hurry for an unwieldy unity
Hurry for a callous change
Hurry for a grievous government
A little more prudent patience
Would have that manifest magic
Which current leaders preposterously promise

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