Never Give Up
It was in the month of novemberWhen I remembered
That icannot continue to be sober
Because of an Iroko tree which has not been timbered
I cultivated the habit of a thinker
Who sent info through a decoder
That what GOD Has joined together
Let no man put assunder
I finally plan to be like a phylosopher
Whom when confronted with palaver
He says, never will he surrender
Rather, he shall refire forever
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