Yay to the hay
Nay to explain
When ministers crawl
Under Satan’s bench,
Yay to the hay
Nay to explain
II
When accountants bolt
As accountings hide
Yay to the hay
Nay to explain
We do the do
But sit to be fooled
III
It’s yay to the hay
Nay to explain
Who made the hails
And turned to naught?
We, we, we and us
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)
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