written by: Okpa usang
I stole a flower from the West
Planted in the thick forest of the north
The beauty of it all is her smile
Her smile makes me happy
As a gardener smiles at his garden
Her four eyes add beauty to her
Her simple appearance gives me joy
Little do I know
My heart beats for her
Her innocent look
Call for Justice
LET ME BE YOUR GARDENER.
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