By Gbenga Sokefun Firing squad, armed robbers cemeteryDetty DecemberBetty just got backLet the music playSplice the tan dust and spare the hammaDan got there early and crushed his Samco truck no more salt and big dip. Now you can’t even fan your ice.He sold them the Crete that conned the bar that housed the beach.Lebanese ice cream, char grilled yellow prawns.Atlantic echo, pacific dust binThe chinese pushed the sand from the deep ocean.Jelly fish scatterNow Betty sun tans on the beach made of steelDance Betty danceDance Detty danceIt’s carnival on…
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