It was a chilly eve
Chilling with timid Eve
When sweetness was all I could perceive
I dreamt of having a grip of Eve
The morning woke me beside Eve
Then my mind I did retrieve

Thirty days were hastened past
To that eve was Eve's mind cast
In impatient patience did she expect the usual
Alas! Now an in-patient. Hope we won't lose her?
Was her visitor caught up in Ikeja traffic?
Gosh! This unholy delay is  getting terrific!

We watched the moon catch the sun
In Eve's womb was found a son
Not ready to be called a father
My fragile cap can't keep this feather
I'm poised to swear before the Catechist at the altar
Tears were Eve's bread & water; words, she won't alter
Who would believe her story?
Down my heart, I was sorry!

Years begot years
And time hid tears
But I live with memories of the lies told
Bitter memories till now I'm grown old
Beside my riding bed
Perch my breath like a bird
With me is death impatient
For I'm now an in-patient
What took my dream came for my spirit
Oh! This is the best time to spit it
Before ashes or dust would my body chide
Let it be known, I'm the father of Eve's Child.