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[3RD CONTINUATION] Many fell in my charm, because in a few days, Hundreds of people took me in their arms with many a happy face. Nurses, doctors, clergymen, many men and women, Hugged and cradled me as if I was for all men. Now I shall speak of my days in the world; Going chronologically so that all everything is called To mind and seen as I see them myself. If the heavenly realm and humanity is ready, then enjoy yourselves: FIRST DAY: The bells were tolling as I came in to the earth, Ending at the twelfth stroke as i had said, And heaved twelve times as I was cleaned by the doctor On call to my home, who scrutinized my face with rigor: T'was as if he did not believe I was a normal baby And was just out to clarify his doubt. How searchy! But..He had the right to believe so For my arrival on earth was poor. Normal babies cry to announce their arrival On earth per se to join in human slavery as constitutional: I merely kicked and furtively gazed through ajar eyes At all who appeared, awaiting my cries. Hundreds of people were soon in my home TO welcome me because i had come Strong and healthy, Strong and healthy; At the time when the family was wealthy. My earthly mother had been rushed to the hospital Because of some impervious pains which grew so tall. Soon there I followed to be lactated Despite her failing health. My earthly father was the Sheik of the Moslem Community In the town. It was indeed a large periphery, Out-growing those of other religions. Sheik Modigbo was his name from tradition. As the day grew old many people arrived To behold the baby and touch it because much could be derived From the first child and son of the Sheik of the Land. Let them come and enjoy my great tan. I was lactated and left to sleep in peace, While earthly mum was cared for by a Miss; A beautiful doctor who had caressed my face, Setting everything burning in place. My eyes were close as always and body still- With the impression that I was asleep on the hill Of peace and happiness. How feignacious! What a distress! At midnight I was asleep- Gone to my real world so deep, In the fabrics of the universe Where stood the famed Mount Everest. [TO CONTINUE..]

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[3RD CONTINUATION] Many fell in my charm, because in a few days, Hundreds of people took me in their arms with many a happy face. Nurses, doctors, clergymen, many men and women, Hugged and cradled me as if I was for all men. Now I shall speak of my days in the world; Going chronologically so that all everything is called To mind and seen as I see them myself. If the heavenly realm and humanity is ready, then enjoy yourselves: FIRST DAY: The bells were tolling as I came in to the earth, Ending at the twelfth stroke as i had said, And heaved twelve times as I was cleaned by the doctor On call to my home, who scrutinized my face with rigor: T'was as if he did not believe I was a normal baby And was just out to clarify his doubt. How searchy! But..He had the right to believe so For my arrival on earth was poor. Normal babies cry to announce their arrival On earth per se to join in human slavery as constitutional: I merely kicked and furtively gazed through ajar eyes At all who appeared, awaiting my cries. Hundreds of people were soon in my home TO welcome me because i had come Strong and healthy, Strong and healthy; At the time when the family was wealthy. My earthly mother had been rushed to the hospital Because of some impervious pains which grew so tall. Soon there I followed to be lactated Despite her failing health. My earthly father was the Sheik of the Moslem Community In the town. It was indeed a large periphery, Out-growing those of other religions. Sheik Modigbo was his name from tradition. As the day grew old many people arrived To behold the baby and touch it because much could be derived From the first child and son of the Sheik of the Land. Let them come and enjoy my great tan. I was lactated and left to sleep in peace, While earthly mum was cared for by a Miss; A beautiful doctor who had caressed my face, Setting everything burning in place. My eyes were close as always and body still- With the impression that I was asleep on the hill Of peace and happiness. How feignacious! What a distress! At midnight I was asleep- Gone to my real world so deep, In the fabrics of the universe Where stood the famed Mount Everest. [TO CONTINUE..]