This is why you
Should learn to drink less. It makes you think less, husband.
You don't want to see your son? Alright, send your son-in-law away.
He's the alcohol you must want not to see.
You don't take a sneaker for two feet
And place it outside for the rain to bleach.

Mother wakes up every day before the lone black cock wails,
Before father's penis calms down.
She is the problem. There are open baskets in the kitchen and
Ash in the hearth of the evening. Aunt Jumoke visited with her husband.
Guess what she brought! She brought agege bread!
Her little daughter has never come home. She's happy now. She spills the oil when eating yam
And shouts, Grandma, look!
Her husband has come home only once after he married her. And, he drinks.
Father's companion.
Aunt Jumoke used to be fair. They say too many turning
Makes the butter change colour, she has changed.
There is her husband's younger sister. She wears tofoh everyday and sings Jesus Loves Me.
We watch with glee and ask questions, does he even know her? How? Well. . .
She smiles and calls us to the
Palo for peas.
And O, we have peas too! She says her peas are baked with flour and tears
And smoke. She bakes it everyday. Everyday. Every Friday. Every Monday.
Every Tuesday. Every Wednesday. Every Thursday. Every Saturday.
She shares it on Sunday. Charity.

Then there is we. We are thirteen. The moon-dance troupe.

Husband, hear the cock crow. Now, you must tell him to leave.
Drink the palm wine before ibaje, and leave him to find his way. He
Must leave us.
Jumoke may not leave with him today.
She must stay and bath with lime and salt
It makes the body stronger.
But Amanda must never leave until you visit him nine times.
His sister must stop singing that dirge.
We all know her brother doesn't love her. Uhm, who is Jesus? His niece?

Now, I must go make breakfast.

Father grumbles. Come now. My penis itches.

Uncle Oba, here is your bowl. Mother says father says you should meet him
At Fomboka. He says you should be fast. Drink, uncle.
Soda fell into the gruel from the top shelf. You must bear with it.

Aunt Jumoke's daughter comes passing, singing What a Friend in Jesus We Have!
And she's happy!
Aunt Jumoke's husband's younger sister comes passing, singing All Alone in Christ I am Safe!
She even smiles at me.

Jesus loves me, this I know.