Trundling and scuffling around;
Upon purlieus, hut-tops and facia,
If thousands rain of stones pound
Call out, search but none found;
Was believed there's reasons for it
That purveyed sorts of cleasing rites


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Such quaint-wont of folks then,
That wore them with terrific awes;
Even elephants laid not such in den,
Neither young koalas in their cases;
Not in Africa, Perchance of frightful lours
Or the terrors of yon disastrous hours.



No child dare played ten-ten__
Nor any sheep raised a bleat;
Like a Lackey, A martyred alien,
What made them fools of this habit;
Were those joyless gales from iroko trees,
The black lurking cats, skulking witches


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That lanced and feasted on men's blood,
Conveyed to murder at such scary time;
In gaunty graves, dells and deep-ford,
How as spider be in snowy clime?
Were cowards' heart spurted by fears and cold
With whom by daylight proves to be bold.



The imagination of this make-believe,
And untrue sciences, great superstitions;
Some indictments which many conceive,
And infer today withno reservations;
To look mirrors at night may burst calamities
Devil appears therein, Wring you for this!.



All of these beliefs were observed,
If you walk under a scorching sun;
With his heavy strap, long-conserved,
From pole to pole, bourn to bourn;
A ghoul shall brutally flog you
And be compelled to serve a monkey-push too.



At noontime, never brush your teeth,
By this, your mother foams and die;
Squash not your spittle with feet,
If so, you suffer harsh throat-pile;
Your father forgets to punish you
When your eyelashes are hid in his shoes.



Playing kids in Africa ne'er whistles,
Some says, It wakes, maddens the devil;
Rages the spooks, and that cobras bristles,
Call it evil but It's for no evil,
Our lack is nothing but to promote,
Obey, Respect tradition in Africa and remote.