THE SNATCH


101_8636When a young boy falls in love
He takes it as his world cup
He foolishly fails to realize that youthful heroism
Acquired today soon fades.

In our time Money is man
And man is money
When you have corn
You command the chicks
Your girl won’t allow herself to be wasted
For she believes in ‘Aben woha’ and not ‘Debe debi ebeyeyei’.

She must be fed and clothed
Which is a drain on your resource
But in no time
She is snatched
By the hand of a strong man
Who emerges from nowhere
And there you are, poor boy
Seething with anger
But patience is a must have virtue

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