Traffic jam,
On Eko bridge,
A sudden slap,
As she is taken unawares.
She wails? my gold chain'
Catch him, catch am! !
She steps out,
Leaving her car door ajar.
Shout's of 'olee, olee'
thief, thief? Fill's the air,
As he jumps,
Into the Lagoon.
Gold and all,
And disappears like a fish,
Would I wear my gold in Lagos?
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