Babies Coming Troubled Lives
kom bak again,
we all have it,
time after time,
different bodies,
different crimes,
all the con-men,
put-overs, pirates,
in Nigeria born again ....
wonder where they come from???
special talents i contend,
and their numbers growing higher,
a special kind of trier,
even Fowls can see the trend?...
Don Johnson
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