Exciting Still
It was a sweet trip I had to the City under Rock
So smooth I didn't know I've pulled a rock
In the company of no friends at all
I drove swiftly and safely into the city wall
When the urgent news of the trip got to me
I was happy and proceeded apace to agree
Cos trips often disband the pulls of daily life
That excitement made me beg my wife
When a man is filled with depression
Some trips can repress his frustration
So in the heart of the city I met these senior colleagues
Whose engaging intercourse eased my fatigues
On my way back I offered some colleagues a lift
Whose efforts to salvage my hazards became a gift
Apart from the atrocities of the Nigeria's roads
I pulled a rock for not joining a mass transit, maybe I'd have avoided those episodes
In spite of those sour experience
I still appreciate every beneficence
I was able to unplug the pushes of that day
Which had since the day before held me sway.
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