Leonell Echa

Sir Leonell the Earl of E.B,
The King of bookworms; a book bee
King of the beard gang
Immune to snakes’ fang
He opens your ears so they’d see.

Sir Elle, twin to Sir Lee the Knight.
Musing from spirits of the not gut.
So dark as dark is,
Sometimes you can’t please,
His egos alternate each night.

He speaks with the guts of the gods.
He listens to pleas without words.
It’s wisdom, his beard
His life is just weird,
His favour always are the odds.

Sir Lee is the man of the year.
He dined with the Kano emir.
He tells men the truth
Looks old but a youth.
Tee owes him a bottle of beer.

Younglan Louis