Eat All You Can

By Anonnymous

A chintzy infernal bore

Walks into a restaurant: Eat All You Can, Your Children will Pay.

Ibrahim, the doorman lets him in.

Okoro, importer-exporter, sole-distributor of Chinese inverters, supplies the restaurant with power.

Dele, the waiter, doubles as manager

His brother, Majiyagbe, assists in the kitchen

Where Mama Ifakemi’s firewood-smoke-filled-eyes peer into a boiling cauldron.

He binges on a sixty-five-course meal.

When his paunch has had its fill,

The bill of his father, is brought to him.

Now he is in a funk.

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