In the beginning everything was natural, even fair.

In the beginning her trivial tales appealed to my ears and my demeanor that called for more appealed to her heart.

In the beginning we don’t call love by its name, actions they say, speak louder than words.

In the beginning we counted our chickens before they hatched. She named the unborn Labiyi, I called the female Lalonpe, regardless of name, the say, ought to be buried in the mind.

In the beginning they knew me in her parsonage, she was a celeb in mine too.

In the beginning people called us snail.
But we called ourselves kernel shell and bean.

In the beginning everything was natural, even fair.

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