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Comments about Emmanuel Ayodele
As thief cometh by night soon the
Trumpet shall sound
I wait awake sleeping for I need
Dawn had eaten up my value
Night my bones arrange as log
This trumpeter weary my night
Let my night be mine! ! !
Do play for the ants they may dance
Go to the web, the spider may charge
Let my night be mine, noisy dark friend
Blood rubber, bothersome as our four-year song
Now I pledge to my mat, I shall shed your blood
Though you bear in mine, makes you my son not,
You stole! !
I need must murder
Trust the ants to...