For Family Feud

Ahmed, my friend, is in love with Kate,
only child of Bishop Nate,
Ahmed knew this late.
This would grate.
Spear.

The sharp shooter has filled up Kate’s plate,
With just one try at the gate.
Ahmed knew this late,
This would grate.
Tear.

We’re all gathered at the Bishop’s gate,
To talk pregnancy and fate.
Ahmed knew this late,
This would grate.
Fear.

Tomide Abdul