ALL IN A DAY`S WORK

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

Praises are not enough
If you ask me, they’re empty and void
They’re not worth the paper on which they’re written
So don’t even bank on them.

If I were you, tough
I’d first of all repudiate the name, Lloyd
Then forgetting the day I was smitten
I’d collect all the ladies` dresses and begin to hem.

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