*Let me frantically kick the container before I drop my spoon and my fork-
*for the purpose of my virginity that tumbled off the back of a truck-.
*who will enthusiastically put stock in me that the minister who lecture the cross-
*is the favored holy messenger sent from paradise to break my hymen with his stone?
*oh Lord in paradise extend Your Hand indignantly to give him a joyfull thump.
*Mother, the dazzling artist has gone to join the superb choir-
*Father, the drunkhard is tanked to the gin of death-his "sole" want .
*Hawking groundnut in the road, a professional employment to raise fifty naira-
*pastor Lucifer called me in, filling my thing with sacred phantom fire-
*his damnation chime fell in my shut well, let them know or disclose to Ben the town proclaimer .
*This tragic awful hankie pankie will make me an unadulterated woman of the night-
*in the eyes of the individuals who see minister Lucifer as a managing light.
*But the vibrant voice of my plate won't surrender this blessed battle!-
*My plate will go to court with this blood as my evidence to battle for my right!
*my plate will tell the judge of how he read the book of scriptures inside my gasp.
*May the sun be honored for controlling me with her light into this present holy person's room-
*that purified through water and wash my hymen with the drain from his stick of bamboo!.
*How hard of hearing I was the point at which my shoe cautioned; "he will extinguish his thirst from your pool!"-
*now my well disposed shadow anticipate me at home to beat me with a sweeper.
*In my head I hear the world detonating; "gboom blast fate goom voom toom koom".p
