My lovely grandpa,
Loved to carry an umbrella,
Everywhere he went-
He always would smile and holla!
Loved by all, so cheerful and kind,
He’s ‘papa ‘Ladeogo’; loved to eat kola’.
This poem was written/submitted by Albert A. Olofinnika.

I look for you all the time,
but yet you cant be found
Grandma always told us you flew away
with beautiful angel girls
I don’t understand why i can’t see you
and I don’t understand what that means
I am starting to get scared
I can’t find you it seems
Why couldn’t i fly with you
I love angels too
I want my great [...]

Who was frightened by a Passing Motor, and was brought to Reason
“Oh murder! What was that, Papa!”
“My child, It was a Motor-Car,
A most Ingenious Toy!
Designed to Captivate and Charm
Much rather than to rouse Alarm
In any English Boy.
“What would your Great Grandfather who
Was Aide-de-Camp to General Brue,
And lost a leg at Waterloo,
And Quatre-Bras and Ligny too!
And [...]