So she posed a question,
Inside Namussisi.
I meant the Pioneer bus,
Heading to a poetry session
Mpozi how much?
My neighbor replied,
Like Ebitaano.
Like what?She asks again.
Five hunad.
My neighbor answers.
As Namussisi rolls,
She wants to come out.
I am pulling ova,
She says to the conductor.
Namussisi continues .....
Mumaso aawo....
She shouts at the conductor.
I hate you dude.
She says to the conductor.
Eno Namussisi Ssi Dudu.
Omanyide kukuuta nfudu?
Replys the conductor.
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