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Yamson
Yamson,
What can you say about the missing chief?
And like receiving and being received;
For the sun is taking a nap after a hard day's job.
To be weaned as a human being and,
To learn many tricks in this life;
But i was fed on my mother's milk.
Yamson,
The love of the mother is forever!
And from birth to the first tender of love and care;
But the Sabbath of rest is for the land and,
Try to correct your children to give you rest.
There is more between the legs than they actually shows,
So do not go back into a tail's spin!
For the truth will always find a way,
And i will be the one to lead you on.
poem
by
Edward Kofi Louis
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