Dear Lady Savage,
The road to my village
Is not like the road to Main Street
And it is not like the road to Park Avenue.
Will you still come?
The road to my village is not paved with stones
But you will see the footpath littered with bones.
Yes. The bones of the dogs we have eaten and forgotten.
Yes. We eat dogs and we also eat frogs.
We eat snakes and lizards too.
Don't be afraid Lady Savage.
There are no more cannibals in my village.
But we still eat monkeys though.
Ahaah! Please, my dear. Don't faint.
I thought you wanted to meet your future inlaws?
2 comments:
that is a beatuiful picture.
That is actually the road to my village in the Niger Delta of Nigeria.
You are welcome anytime.
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