KASALA FOR MY KAKU Comments

my great-grandfather, Kaku, as we affectionately called him
had lived for a long time
he was 105 years old; 120, 134, 142, 157, 169, 186, 192
maybe even 2 centuries of age
my Kaku was such an antique
that he had stopped counting the years
he was no longer certain even of the century in which he was born
my Kaku was as old as the sun
my Kaku was as old as the flood
my Kaku, yes, my Kaku was as old as the Zambezi River
my Kaku was as old as the Mississippi
my Kaku was as old as the Danube
my Kaku was as old as the Lubumbashi-Ilebo railroad
my Kaku was as old as New Guinea (x 5)

more than once, my Kaku had wanted to die but death had boycotted him
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