Annie, my love, my first jackpot,
We are rich in pounds sterling and euro, our future is looking bright.
Nigeria has seen enough of your beauty, your smile and your grace,
Now I’ll take you to the rest of Africa, to see the wonders of this place.
We’ll travel to Egypt, the land of the pharaohs so grand,
Where the pyramids stand tall, and the Nile River flows through the land.
We’ll see the Sphinx and the temples, and learn about the history so old,
And know that our love is strong, in this ancient land so bold.
Then we’ll head to Rwanda, a country so fair and so bright,
Where the hills are green and the people are friendly, and the future is in sight.
We’ll see the gorillas in the mist, and the volcanoes so high,
And know that our love is strong, in this fast-developing sky.
We’ll visit South Africa, where the lions roam so free,
And see the beauty of Cape Town, and the gardens of Stellenbosch so glee.
We’ll drive through the wine country, and taste the wines so fine,
And know that our love is strong, in this African vine.
We’ll go to Morocco, where the desert meets the sky,
And see the bustling streets of Marrakech, and the food so spicy and high.
We’ll visit the mosques and the medinas, and learn about the history so old,
And know that our love is strong, in this African gold.
Annie, my love, my first jackpot,
We are rich in love and in wealth, our future is looking bright.
We’ll travel through Africa, and see the wonders so grand,
And know that our love is strong, in this beautiful African land.
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This is part of a poetry collection written for Annie, a Nigerian whose husband won a jackpot, and is bent on taking her round the world.
