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O! The Chief
Tomorrow is his day One who is known to slay I'm talking about my chief not a thief He, tomorrow, was born then the day after, tomorrow, raised his horn. He was nobody then, left in isolation, until he fought for his position. I'm still on about my chief! There's plenty to spare, but none of you did care. Now he is where he is, You show love and pretend to be at bliss. I'm not a snake so I won't hiss. |
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