Dogs are backing
The wind is howling
The fan is blowing
Niyi is Hungry
Blessing is cooking
Taiye we’re awaiting
The labourers are working
The day is frowning
The phone is ringing
The cocks are crowning
The world is ending
The news is spreading
The season is depressing
Birthdays are approaching
The birds are waiting
‘Am I dreaming?
There she lies sleeping!
