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Today it won’t rain it won’t bathe the soil Our grasses won’t merry corn shall fall Papa soon thank is guest on constraint eve Over bloating his ego like Jaja not Opobo Father wants to marry his 20th wife. Well wishers, who will come? Our pastor Soon sermon those one wife stories My father hisses with gallon of palm wine Pastor preaches thou shall not drink. Fermented liquid that’s alcohol not him. Two commandments my father said three “Thou shall do as he wishes” father said I will couple more matrimonies on earth Then thunder struck the rain fell.
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May 3, 2021
May 3, 2021 at 9:40 AM UTC
Father Story
Today it won’t rain it won’t bathe the soil Our grasses won’t merry corn shall fall Papa soon thank is guest on constraint eve Over bloating his ego like Jaja not Opobo Father wants to marry his 20th wife. Well wishers, who will come? Our pastor Soon sermon those one wife stories My father hisses with gallon of palm wine Pastor preaches thou shall not drink. Fermented liquid that’s alcohol not him. Two commandments my father said three “Thou shall do as he wishes” father said I will couple more matrimonies on earth Then thunder struck the rain fell.
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May 3, 2021
May 3, 2021 at 9:40 AM UTC
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