Farewell Lucy

It crossed sharks, and the equator.

It endured heat, and tuna.

It ascended mountains, and castle
stairways.

It was mistaken as belonging to an
orthodox priest, and the Taliban.

It scared children, and one very
angry Ghanaian man.

It covered 4 continents, and my head.

It was called “Lucy,” which was short
for “luscious.”