SUNSET
The sun spun like
a tossed coin. It whirled on the azure sky, it clattered into the horizon, it clicked in the slot, and neon lights popped and blinked `time expired`, as on a parking meter. (Oswald Mbuyiseni: Mtshali) Questions
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Oral poem.
Whirled Clattered Clicked any 2 (2 marks)
Tonal variation “ Dramatize “ Keep eye conduct “ Any 3 (3 marks)
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