By Tikum Mbah Azonga
He wasn`t ready yet
But they forced him
They carried it up and dumped it on his laps
Then they frog marched the poor soul
To the Sanhedrin
To stand trial.
To the first question, he asked for a bet
To the second , he threw down his sim
To the third, he waved a pair of mouse traps
To the fourth, he said he came from Melim
To the fifth, he said his wife was Sandrine
And to the ultimate, he said the magistrate must redial.