Deep in my mind's eye;
Picture fuels deep dream;
Sensual urges kindles anew;
When Niger bonded Benue;
It runs widely and smoothly;
Lo, where Niger exits Benue;
It becomes mucky waters.
Had met her in a cool flow,
Lo, when tide howled at us;
She got tired, too waned;
To bear the raging storm!
===Deola
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