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May 2020
Thou hath sang all night
And clouds paved way
Under the moon's watch
And stars bore witness

Thine is a mass choir
Alto and tenor well balanced
Roofs relay your message so did each pole wire
Birds cheered tremendously as leaves clapped

But where is thy soprano
Ye frighten lads with thy bass
Its dawn, sing softly like a piano
Thee hath chosen to scare old folks from their slumbers

Cos, thou art too strong
Maduchi
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Maduchi  M/Blantyre, Malawi
(M/Blantyre, Malawi)   
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