Yo Moringa

She hit her baby in the mouth

Witha big piece of dirt.

Kinda shaped like a carrot.

That dirt musta hurt becausa

Kid made a face

Devoid of nace.

And outa place she

Faced that face with

Another graced with the

Very scent of heaven!

Ahh, they sighed, and

Therein denied they

Ever needed leaven.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.