Perfect Pitch

Christmas is still my perfect pitch
Beer on the side, meat as my glitch.
It is when my laughter is high
the soft chin chin smell in our house,
with new shoes and my sister’s blouse.

My perfect pitch is jollof rice
the birth of Christ is always nice,
I can talk of those family time
the meat, our people and their smile
It can meet your needs from a mile

Ruddapoet [TRCP]