A Child

He called me puff puff
Because I was like a little version of Michelin tyre
And whenever they sit out
In the dull evening twilight
Sharing a keg of palm wine
Again he will call me out
Puffpuff, dance for us
And like child
Too innocent to mind the mockery
I would spring into a fantastic dance
Till it became my life mission
To dance
To make you happy
I want to be born again
To be called puffpuff
To dance and entertain
Only as a child would


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