She was swayed by sakawa lira and her ego
She left her long trusting network for Tigo
She thought there was all bingo
To win a bonanza to Chicago
But mirage became her desire to be a gringo
She didn't even get a dog's chance to Bongo
Too little too late she'd surrender her life to the primate in Rango
She realised a reality of becoming bats' mango
Then she wanted to let go
She obviously was unhappy with her chosen ango
She tried getting back via tango
For her life was now an experience of vertigo
She flew back to the forsaken haven like a flamingo
But the haven was repossessed and painted indigo
The Rubicon crossed was even irreversible in the hands of Shrine
Tongo
© Hanan-Confidence Abdul
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