Obasanjoism

Nigeria Obasanjo is a howling lie
Ethnic jiggery-pokery ate all the pie
Hoping and waiting desperately to die
Leeches fly-by-night jingoist constitute bat swirls
On witches broomsticks and swags and snarls
Brewing cauldrons and ego Macbeths at heart
Relishing Brutus dagger to a Banquo's heart
A Machiavellian touting de-tribal heart

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El Nino snort from hades pores of the raging bull
Springing strikes like a mamba's bile to kill
A sly animal craving man and emperor destruct
Sitting podgy in cocooned balaclava on Aso Rock
And dark goggles clad on Olumo's rock

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Magma spurts from three strikes by Caliphate's staff
To gushes of fools Ota crude emitted through pouting arse
Of Auditor/Petroleum Minister-cum-President ass
Dubious baton pass from Hausa to Yoruba and vice versa

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Their country hymns are not lyrical nor song
By the pride of the East country nor gong
Our ofo is greater than three strikes to bung
On a barren rock, Chicken wings and Cow dung
A Town due East from Ota does not belong

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Their boundary new road goes to Ilorin as do the tracks
From Lagos via Ibadan shifted on skeleton tracks
To Lokoja and Abuja, Makurdi and Taraba
To seek the new kids on the block they say
Whether short changed or not they do not know nor stray

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Minna, Sokoto, Zamfara, and Kano
Kowtow to godfathers and warlords kowai
Kebbi, Katsina, Jigawa, Yobe, Borno and Nasarawa
Kaduna, Bauchi, Gombe, Plateau and Adamawa
Almajiris-cum-boyscout-cum-boys brigade yo-wah

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The Sea now washes their Nigerian feet and pockets surely
At Ondo, Kogi, Makurdi, Nassarawa, Taraba, and Adamawa shores
And they seek knowledge from their six wise men
Who pontificate from the verge of the setting sun
Reaping the king ransom from the spoils of war long won

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Their new Train will rattle pass Olumo
From Ibadan through the rocks of Ilorin to Aso
To giggle at the emperor's new clothes from Ondo
Draped arrogantly over the malevolent rock ado
Used to stone to death an Igbo to a course for changes
Breeding quacks versed in Bayo Ojo and 419 tongues
To keep their Nigeria a lie and good venture for thieves

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The Sea ate Delta-cum-South-South and spat it out at Abuja
The Chicken are clucking aloud now, Afonja
Recalling the distant steps of the nonchalant farmer
Indifferent to reality crow of dawn to scamper
To feed the Chickens and let out the hyenas with a temper

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Is there a railway line to their coops and pens per chance
But Chickens do not fly the kites nor dance
Except on wings of 419 helicopter from Abuja for a price
A tokumbo plane garbed in agbada and dark goggles tu ras
And the clucking Chickens are pied-pipers flutes
Flouting heartily their One Nigeria to loot loot
Whistling Araba to a One Nigeria of their choice en masse

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We will then merry and sleep well in the East
Where to each household is a kingdom host
As we sing aloud to the envy of Nigeria across border
Singing- Nothing About Us Without Us, Nigeria you hear!
And to hail Our Half a yellow Sun with joy from the East
To heal Our wound from tarried servitude and yearn
And crown Our heads with Red Caps as we deserve
Shouting and singing with one voice as we please

Ofo ya gazie Iseee to God

Get a valid visa if you are thinking East
To catch a glimpse of the Tiger in the heath
To everyone of us is an industry in motion
Now free to work hard without Nigeria burden
Dragging Us down to the dust with them
Tufiakwa to bad rubbish all round
As we all sing God bless Igbomma abound

Ofo ya gazie Iseee to God

Beautiful construction.