“Oooh! Save us from old wines” He once headed the council of chiefs Together they became a gang of thieves Pilfering the commonwealth Eating the gains and drinking the peoples sweat By time and chance they became ousted And the community witnessed some rest Many; thinking they had accepted their wrongs of acute misdemeanor, Went on honeymoon spree. Alas!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gbenga, kiku and the rest erupts from their hiding tunnel, Stretching forth fingers to the air trying to make atonement Even baba sanjo secretly manipulates He just can’t get his hands off the national chocolate Every four 365, the brethren keeps buying new skins Hoping to pour in new wine But the vendor betrays, He still secretly brings in the expired wines And somewhat mixes it with some drop of new ones But when the assumed new wine gets into the belly Some aches starts telling But the belly owner tells the belly to bear, That the aches’ only got anothe
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