By Tikum Mbah Azonga
My name is Quinta
But I’m not bitter
I’m all lights and roses
Some call me electrical
But I’m no short circuit
I’m only a monocotyledonous petal
Looking for the right street.
Although you may think me a pitcher
I must say rose periwinkles are better
Just in case the door closes
But rest assured I won`t be hysterical
I just know I’m cute
I care little for precious metal
And to boost, I’m ever so discreet.