And our laws always unhelpful
For though our nation be wonderful
With its people so beautiful
Some deeds herein are dreadful
And makes our state awful
Like a deer we stay in fear
For we know not what we’ll hear
As danger seem always near
That to us is really clear
Someone must help us here
Like a deer that always will pray
That it won’t soon be prey
To the enemy which will its life slay
That too also we pray
For our life seem to be on a tray
A tray made of clay
Our problem now turn mental
Yea, we can no longer settle
And in our mind sounds an echo
For we lament the making of metal
And wish all people were gentle
And learn that life is brittle
Yet our law will always fail
To take the criminal to jail
So that the crime it will nail
That’s why the nation will wail
And has no pretty a tale.
Closely related to a crime scene, is this hilarious conversation.
ReplyDeleteHi honey, this is daddy. Is mommy near the phone?”. a voice on the other end answered
“No daddy she is upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Gbenga.”. The little girl quipped.
“After a brief pause daddy says. “but honey you haven't got an uncle Gbenga!”
“Oh yes I do, and he is upstairs in the room with mommy right now.”.
Brief pause “uh okay then, this is what I want you to do: “Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs, knock on the bedroom door, and shout to mommy that daddy’s car has just arrived at the gate.”. "Ok daddy just a minute…”
A while later the little girl comes back to the phone, “done it daddy. ”"What happened honey?”
“Well, mommy got scared and jumped out of the bed naked, ran round the room screaming, tripped over, and knocked her head on the staircase, now she is not moving at all.”.
“What about Uncle gbenga?” asked Dad.”He jumped out the window into the swimming pool, but I guess he didn’t know you emptied the water last week. He hit the bottom and I think he’s dead.”
Really long pause this time…
Daddy says, “swimming pool, but we don't have a swimming pool?
Is this 486-5731?”
“No, this is 486-5713.”
Sorry, wrong number....