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To the ancestors, we poured liquors
Not for the upper soils to drink rums
Our cultured wrappers are not that bored
I need an helper’s guide to stardom.
At times I wonder when help will come
For at the corner in my own Dom
I have grown smaller with my income
Causing high fever, so cumbersome
I am a river but empty drum
Yawning for helpers but the syndrome
Just seem so eager with the wisdoms
That never falters in worrisome.
Don’t tell me we are leaders of tomorrow Whereas we have been compelled to burrow And wallow in the deep of our shameful sorrow I…
There is a place somewhere I rather be Not in the paradise of destructive bees Nor amongst lost souls wiggling in thrills Until my dust…
Now little Hazel don’t you cry Dad’s gonna be there all the time He is your baby sitter, take high five… Guffawing and chuckling, mess…
While the monkey works vigorously Baboons are eating voraciously, There is a growing tribulation, And a misconception in my generation… Ever since Karma kicked the…
To your ancestors, cheers!
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Jehehehehe… Cheers! Lol
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