Koríko I have been here all year long, Affixed to this same spot. Stagnant, like the waters of a dirt puddle I have tried and failed, failed to move my feet; The turf beneath me holds me back.
Aanwo Bóyá yíó dọmo At least that was what they said They didn't bank on me lasting this long But they sure knew I would leave They thought it would be sooner Still, they waited so long for my demise
He is never wrong in his calculations. Just as a monkey vaults from one branch to the next, Never falling, never missing a step, Apt and precise in his "off books" documentation. He never misses his numbers, they are forever spot on.
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