traditions

Written by: adelaja olayiwola

The good times; my siblings love 
to sight, 
Is the end of the semester in 
school!
Our leaves, go by fast and swift.
Cos, this hatches the egg of our 
norms-turned-rule!

We are eager, going for 
semester shopping!  
Most especially, when our outfit 
are on more comely!
We never go for mid-semester 
shopping. 
Cos, many other things would 
have gone by our pocket money! 

Very memorable is our fresh 
arrival!
Cos, we are always served our 
native loved meal!
A meal processed from yam 
marshed paste.
Which is called "ikokore" in our 
local tongue.

Semester breaks;
are periods our poultry roster 
hates!
Cos in every three days !
One of them must be ''late''-
killed 
 

for the tradition contest.