Dang !
Ekaette has offended her ancestors
The dance for Afang has crossed a street called futility
They led her hands into this mischief
Against the humanity of our souls
She added more
And they said more
And more !
And more !
Ewooooooooo !
What shall we do ?
The seasoning has scrapped our taste buds
But , how could she have acceded to their demands ?
The Whole pot was drowned in red oil
What shall we do?
Anang come and hear
Iniong be the presiding judge
Ekaette, your matter has been decided !
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