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ADEYEMI


Deyemi
Offspring of Adimeru
Who took hero with his ethos
When he walked with hefty luggage
And sideways with the Omoge.
You're the one who trailed way for heirloom
But who do not burden for loads
Like your pernicious father Adimeru
Okunrin meta with enthusiasm.
But you burden for several things
Like the back-hills that harbored Asani
But you burden for the smile of Adunni
That you enticed well the cowries.
Are you not an imprint?
The imprint seen on Iragbiji
Where you laid combo with your Raleigh
And took Asake far with her beads.
Adeyemi Osha!
Who dare doubt you Deyemi?
The one explicit this
We stake it for its own peril

Ajanaku 2017

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  1. Amore Ajanaku , the folklore demon.
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  2. Nice. Which one is folklore demon?

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