by Oyindamola Shoola
If you need to know the origin of hell
you may want to check Bimpe's mouth.
There is nothing Bimpe cannot tell,
no tree too high for her mouth to fell,
no secret too deep that she wouldn't well.
Today, at Lagabaja's engagement party,
Aunty Sola, while stealing Jollof Rice,
Beans, Amala, and the caterer's cutlery
looked at Bimpe with pity
asking, "When will we attend your own party?"
I have heard about Tsunamis,
storms, and even wild fires
but everyone knows
no fire burns like Bimpe's mouth.
Bimpe sized Aunty Sola from left to right,
measured her from north to south,
then opened her mouth and said...
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