Once upon a July The farm boisterous With scented new yams And the farmers with Faces smirk with success Noisy pounding of fluffy pounded yam basking in rabbit infested spinach Proudly escorted with freshly tapped palm wine Yeasted and frothing Sometimes in communal elation Set to coincide With many a festival And everywhere agog For the arrival of the king of swallow But the wise among the farmers knowing that…