By Tikum Mbah Azonga
A glimmer of hope
That was all we needed
Not a cheque for a million francs
Let alone a brand new car.
We never knew about dope
All we wanted were fences mended
So why did the countess arrive with silly pranks
Unless she had a mind black as tar.
Copyright 2010
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