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Fellow Kenyans

 


Fellow Kenyans, it has come to my attention
That your bellies – are at full tension
Hungry, angry – some have depression
But it’s not my fault – the economy, at recession.

Fellow Kenyans, let’s put our differences aside
That way, we can change – the tide
Build a more united, prosperous nation
Thus strengthened, we achieve – transformation.

Fellow Kenyans, it has come to my attention
That your bellies – are at full tension
Hungry, angry – some have depression
But it’s not my fault – the economy, at recession.

Fellow Kenyans, it’s true, taxes are high
I sympathise, as you struggle, to get by
The war in Russia-Ukraine, Israel-Hamas
The price of oil to the sky – they’ve harmed us.

Fellow Kenyans, it has come to my attention
That your bellies – are at full tension
Hungry, angry – some have depression
But it’s not my fault – the economy, at recession.

Fellow Kenyans, I promise – in six months’ time
You’ll be matching to a different tune, a different rhyme
The plan, swung in full gear, has started to work
Tomorrow, sunny and bright, no longer – in the dark!

Fellow Kenyans, it has come to my attention
That your bellies – are at full tension
Hungry, angry – some have depression
But it’s not my fault – the economy, at recession.

Fellow Kenyans, it has come to my attention
That your bellies – are at full tension
Hungry, angry – some have depression
But it’s not my fault – the economy, at recession.

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