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Hills Have Eye

What i know, a teacher taught me
ABCs,1,2,3 in school
Sweep the floor, my Mother’s decree
Keep the baby far from the pool:

Dad would scream before work begins
Every morning, and after
Work, sermons on how to leave sins
Every night was for laughter.

All that i hear when Grandpa speaks
To my kids i must relate all
My steps i watch so i don’t fall
Food is what empty stomach seeks.

Don’t kick stones on the floor, my dear
Grandma would always sing to me
Be careful of your kind of peer
Stay around and serve my green tea.

Victor Oyedele

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