AYINDE
we gave praises and he came
He won't come unless he's being praised
Not a pride by character
But he's the pride of the cosmos
Ferocious yet calm
A hundred billion light year away
The Holy grail
sovereign lord he always has been
Encyclopedia
Ayinde
We gave praise and he came
He never would come if not praised
Just benevolent he yet spreads his lovely
Kind and gracious gesture
David the senior
Solomon the junior
Ayinde the sovereign lord
Ayinde
We gave praise and he came
Just a epigram of myself
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