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Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Why I Go With Pot-bellied Men

Chinenye would write Jamb
And Papa is bedridden
And Ifenyinwa would soon
Be kicked out of the University

Because Mama sent me a letter
“My good child
The blood tonic capsules-
They have finished

Put some
In the Ekenedirichukwu luxurious bus
They have built a new park
Beside the market square

Don't forget to put something
In a brown envelop
We know you don't have a job yet
But just do something


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