Raining Day See these bending drops Beating everything everywhere And dancing like the mad And wind tossed masquerades of the Egun. Touching us with all abandon and no caution. Here in Efulefu, they drop pa…pa…pa ah And remind us of our teacher’s pelting whips, Until we that have these legs and sense But ...
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