Traffic jam, 
On Eko bridge, 
A sudden slap, 
As she is taken unawares.
She wails? my gold chain'
Catch him, catch am! ! 
She steps out, 
Leaving her car door ajar.
Shout's of 'olee, olee'
thief, thief? Fill's the air, 
As he jumps, 
Into the Lagoon.
Gold and all, 
And disappears like a fish, 
Would I wear my gold in Lagos?                
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