Do not scream or ring the bell
When the wheels are hot as hell
Still be calm, sweet and nice
I cope well with every size

On the ground, two walls I tie
From the pit, you call a lie
Whence its fire you get a tar
I the dark I shine like stars…

Undulated road I reconstruct
No more catarrh, no more dust
A long journey is no more far
I am here to aid your car.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu