That strange familiar
5th June, 2015
Take me to that old familiar place
Where I first saw that strange friendly face
With such a face so familiar
Almost called my family a liar
Cos we looked so much like me
Thought I made it a complete family
Seeing you was like bread crowned with butter
So I made up my mind there is no other but her
Be that old strangely familiar friendly face
I so want to fit in so tight at the lace
So I would run with you at any pace
Making us feel different in shoe sizes, say no to the feet
We would win and stay together saying no to defeat
As our differences make us stay more
Like them north and south pole
People be pulling us apart like them fingers on the magnet
Oyo, Nigeria
  • That strange friendly face in that old familiar place

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