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Black sheep, black devil,
How art thou so black!
Son of evil thou must be,
Maybe the devil’s reincarnate.
Black beret; black belt,
Black shirt; black pants,
Black socks; black boots,
All clad upon thy black skin.
Perhaps thy heart is black too
And bleak like a recidivist’s?
While without shame like a daylight robber,
Thou busy thyself taking ‘egunje’
With thy crooked black fingers,
Charcoals must be busy forming embers,
For thy very last abode…
Hey!
Brace up! Hurry up take the next ‘kola’