Her entire short life is dirge like,
In her daily rounds so silly alike.
Abnormally brained, genes made;
persistent dirty joke, harmless made.
Asaba is the neighbourhood fool,
Nurturing moods into a little fool.
The gloom that is her poor mind
Caresses our passions, so we mind.
In a puddle she plays herself by.
Scaring kids as she staggers by.
Gracious mums use this apt fear.
Life cannot be all good and fair.