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"I no wan talk too much but I gat to say something". Hello Everyone. Here is an insightful-comic piece of mine titled 'Afonso My Guy!'. #Enjoy.

Hello Afonso my guy!
Na Texas dey talk.
Na me, you, pinto and rock,
Be padi that year for 'shikini' high school.
Wey be say all the girls na so so we woo.
Teacher flog, Teacher flog, we chest all the cain.
Our bond was so tight, we were the main the main.

Afonso my guy! you sabi that day?
Wey be say rain fall and danfo no dey.
We con leg am from there to a very far place,
Na so so whyning until we reach our base.
Afonso my guy! memories still dey linger,
I miss those days, I miss our ginger.

Afonso my guy! abeg no vex for me,
All these while wey I no call, e get as e be.
I check Internet, I check everywhere,
Single trace wey be you, no even dey there.
But when I jam that your baby for 'Ojuelegba',
As we yarn! yarn!, she give me your number.

Hello Afonso my guy! I call You for reason,
I be get small problem wey I wan make you reason.
Last week I play 'two sure' na one sure con sure.
All my money wey I put, Baba Ijebu chop all.
My wife dey plan to run, 'ghana-must-go' don set,
She say she regret the day, wey we 'meet and met'

Afonso my guy! I really need your help,
Am caught in this trap sinking in its web.
But me no go gree, I dey plan to revenge,
I just need 3 million to have a good edge.
So by the time I go chop, we go give them a knock,
And jolly for me, you, pinto, and rock.

Hello Afonso my guy?
Hello Afonso?
Fonso Fonso?
Hello?
Abi na network?
Mtcheww! Nawa ooo


By Olowo Tosin John

"I no wan talk too much but I gat to say something". Hello Everyone. Here is an insightful-comic piece of mine titled 'Afonso My Guy!'. #Enjoy.

Hello Afonso my guy!
Na Texas dey talk.
Na me, you, pinto and rock,
Be padi that year for 'shikini' high school.
Wey be say all the girls na so so we woo.
Teacher flog, Teacher flog, we chest all the cain.
Our bond was so tight, we were the main the main.

Afonso my guy! you sabi that day?
Wey be say rain fall and danfo no dey.
We con leg am from there to a very far place,
Na so so whyning until we reach our base.
Afonso my guy! memories still dey linger,
I miss those days, I miss our ginger.

Afonso my guy! abeg no vex for me,
All these while wey I no call, e get as e be.
I check Internet, I check everywhere,
Single trace wey be you, no even dey there.
But when I jam that your baby for 'Ojuelegba',
As we yarn! yarn!, she give me your number.

Hello Afonso my guy! I call You for reason,
I be get small problem wey I wan make you reason.
Last week I play 'two sure' na one sure con sure.
All my money wey I put, Baba Ijebu chop all.
My wife dey plan to run, 'ghana-must-go' don set,
She say she regret the day, wey we 'meet and met'

Afonso my guy! I really need your help,
Am caught in this trap sinking in its web.
But me no go gree, I dey plan to revenge,
I just need 3 million to have a good edge.
So by the time I go chop, we go give them a knock,
And jolly for me, you, pinto, and rock.

Hello Afonso my guy?
Hello Afonso?
Fonso Fonso?
Hello?
Abi na network?
Mtcheww! Nawa ooo


By Olowo Tosin John

"I no wan talk too much but I gat to say something". Here is Nostalgic-Comic piece of mine titled 'Rhymsonic '07'. #Enjoy

Suwe-Suwe was a game,
The repetition was the name.
Tinko-Tinko was a pinch untold,
In 'after na one' the numbers were sold.
Hide and Seek made us smile,
As we ran in scattered file.

Na one leg 'gra-gra' get,
With a memory of forget.
Lantern no be Nepa,
As Dollar no be Cefa.
So calm down to check,
Not to comot throat for Neck.

Kuli-Kuli never blow as it ought to be.
Plantain and Banana are still couple to be.
Okrika and Perfume are two padi-padi,
Just like eye-service and sabi-sabi.
But mind business like tailor wey dey sew,
Cause Life na stage as we perform for the show.

Na before before Edet dey stay for Calabar.
Na before before Simbi dey wear 'koko koko' shoe.
As Ali no dey country, where Ali con dey?
Adamu don cross border, he don leave cattle run.
Who is in the garden?
That fine girl go be 26 by August.

Ireti, 'Omo Abike',
I Miss you, I don't where You are?
Is your 'shuku' still standing?
Are you still shy in your chuckle-smile?
Does your eyes still speak like the old days?
Are you still Ireti of '07?


By Olowo Tosin John