Well I’m so starved to write these
To tell my tummy’s cried, “please”
Hunger has kill’d me n’ has cut me
Bit by bit but don’t blame; indomie
Is not easy to buy today
Is not easy to buy today…
Is tomatoes
Ata’s got high toes
Garri’s become the dean
Rice pokes like pin seen
Elubo’s the rare snow
Our Economy’s now so
Down up you get?
Let’s hope still You’ll get.
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