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He has a Side Chick…… | Toyinfabs
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Stories from the heart……The authors reserve rights to the posts on this blog. Please do not COPY. He has a Side Chick……. Not So Happily Married. Yes he comes home to you every night but how is that going? I am so tired you say. That’s an opening. You expect to hear pele baby, why don’t you come lie down here for a while Instead you hear What’s that smell? It’s so horrible, can’t you use a glove or something if you need to cut Garlic or Onions? You almost had a heart attack. Big Joe? You say feeling some ...
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COKE BOTTLES ARE OVERRATED | Kruseaphix's Blog
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What you're about to read contains LIFE. Stay updated via RSS. The Place of Church Leaders in Christian Artiste Development. A MAN UNDER AUTHORITY. SACRIFICE – A Word for the Men and Women of our Police and Armed Forces. COKE BOTTLES ARE OVERRATED. Posted: March 23, 2015 in Uncategorized. Have you ever walked into the mall to buy an empty bottle of coke? So what’s the big hype about the coke bottle figure that pop culture is eagerly selling these days? You feel cheated. You are most likely to ask for...
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Home Is Where The Fart Is | zeenike
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I tell a good story, come on in and listen. Home Is Where The Fart Is. February 20, 2015. Before I start let me state that I am not married, have never been. In fact I am in no way qualified to speak on this matter. But who ever let that stop them from giving unsolicited advice on Social Media? Does the, as it were, rubbing of a partner’s nose in our noxious fumes somehow proclaim our love? After careful consideration I arrived at a negative. But! Because it isn’t considerate? Filed under My Thoughts.
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THE AUGUST PROPOSAL – Hard Voices
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For the Wretched of the Earth. August 12, 2015. August 22, 2016. There were rumours that Jude had secured a job. These were heightened by the fact that Jude would be leaving for the city, Lagos or Abuja, no one was sure, a few whispered America where two of his siblings reside, in few days’ time. His stay in the village was coming to the predictable end. Then Mazi Udeh came carrying a small keg of palm wine. Jude nodded. ‘How are your children? At the end of the display of eloquence, Jude didn’t kn...
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A Child was Born | zeenike
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I tell a good story, come on in and listen. A Child was Born. April 13, 2015. A child was born, we celebrated. Earlier today a saw a photograph of a man who was burned alive in South Africa because he was a foreigner. On the day his mother gave birth to him people celebrated. Why? Because a life that had the potential to end so tragically had just started? Or because a man and a woman could now proudly answer that elite title – parents? At least his parents did not die childless. Filed under My Thoughts.
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memory’s hold for our mothers (excerpt from a poem, for mothers) by su’eddie vershima agema | Su'eddie in Life n Literature
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Su'eddie in Life n Literature. Love, life and literature – all the way. LITERARY MISSIONARY AND EVENTS. BRING OUR CASKET HOME: TALES ONE SHOULDN’T TELL. Memory’s hold for our mothers (excerpt from a poem, for mothers) by su’eddie vershima agema. 8230;at midnight You arrived home. Wearing Your tiredness like a coat. Mum and baby (from Here. After a seventeen hour shift. Your eyes met my shivering frame. And motherly instinct undressed Your weariness. To pick Your boy. Your feet became wings to fly us both.
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BETRAYAL (A Short Story) by Su’eddie Vershima Agema | Su'eddie in Life n Literature
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Su'eddie in Life n Literature. Love, life and literature – all the way. LITERARY MISSIONARY AND EVENTS. BRING OUR CASKET HOME: TALES ONE SHOULDN’T TELL. BETRAYAL (A Short Story) by Su’eddie Vershima Agema. The simple sound of my name jolted me back to the present. Whoever complained of issues? I remembered all the symptoms of pregnancy that I had seen in her before. Curse those sweet thighs that I thought were free! Are you not the one I am talking to. Anything you want to tell us? Nnezi, I thought you s...
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The Boy Looking To The Sky | everybees's Blog
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This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees. He had no idea →. The Boy Looking To The Sky. The boy with the indescribable eyes. In short sleeves staring at the big blue skies. I wonder if his neck ever hurt. Or ever feel pain on his butt. This and many things I wonder. Of the boy with cool face like summer. A word he doesn’t say as he stares. As I find a place to sit amongst many chairs. A stare he doesn’t share. And I finally sit on his odd looking chair. If I may ask, what is with the sky today? Fill in...
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Oluseyi SMILES | Be impressed and Be inspired | Page 2
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Be impressed and Be inspired. For your events and Hotel reservation within and around lagos please holla lily@lilyzpetal.com.ng Tel: 08122871997. Content development image and brands consultancy. For a perfectly Tailored cloth for all occasion contact: Matte Couture 07038481389, PIN : 24E9FCC8. My style is SMILICITY. PO Box 3515 Festac Town, Lagos. 23480342- - - -. Monday - Saturday 8am-8pm. Melody on TEARS IN HEAVEN…. Part…. On TEARS IN HEAVEN…. Part…. On TEARS IN HEAVEN…. Part…. August 15, 2016. Hotel ...
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Easter series – The Z Channel
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8230;where art meets life. Diary of a whimsical being. Easter Series IV- Lifted. Do not be afraid, go and tell my brethren to go to Galilee, there they will see me. The words of the Master rang in her ears as she rushed into the city. Tears of joy ran from her eyes as she made her way through the crowded streets and caused quite a stir amongst the visitors. If the Master had indeed arisen from the dead, how come he hadn’t appeared to them? Were they not the closest people to him? Unable to bear the tensi...
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