Deep act,
Deep wound,
Deep, weep!
In the jungle;
With the muse of the forest.
Deep, dip!
Within 24 Hours;
And, finding your way through the bush.
Price, rice, nice, ice, voice, choice!
With a smooth face and, a hairy face;
But, let us first take care of the deep wound.
Organ, organisation!
With the works of your hands;
Organ, organised!
With the muse of the forest;
In a province full of trouble.
Edward Kofi Louis
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