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THIS IS ACCRA (Crazy Stanzas)

I love Accra Which exist like heaven to a village dreamer But in reality, is a cane soaked in kerosene And smeared with pepper On the skin of a greener pasture traveler II I love the name of Accra Whose birthed names can fill the Korle Lagoon And litter its centre While its pregnant ones […]