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MOTHER;
"What are these 'not so heavy' I carry
Feeding both on both my gland mammary?
Double bundle I just must clutch so tight
When I walk here, there I have to bear
Them, a perch on my arm, strapped to my rear".
A VOICE;
"Its a whole grain of cowpea as splint
That crisp cowrie shell in halves is split".
The total cola, bilabial, bitter
So incomplete one without the other
Just like the couplets in lyrical ballad
Journey nectared of butterfly ala'd.
They're gifts gifted not only the rich beings
But those in penury also have twins.