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So shall it be; the lot of them that fiddle with injustice.
They that suffer the widow her earnest desires
Like a spider going up a water spot
Like a crippled cockroach in a poultry
Like a young kid lost in a lion’s den
Like a calabash sailing on a stormy sea
Like the Nigerian satellite lost in outer space
Like the ‘Epileptisy’ and instability of PHCN
So shall it be; the lot of them that deprive Nigerians their earnest.
So shall it be; the lot of them that fiddle with injustice.
They that suffer the widow her earnest desires
Like a spider going up a water spot
Like a crippled cockroach in a poultry
Like a young kid lost in a lion’s den
Like a calabash sailing on a stormy sea
Like the Nigerian satellite lost in outer space
Like the ‘Epileptisy’ and instability of PHCN
So shall it be; the lot of them that deprive Nigerians their earnest.
