There is a little place
Staring at a sprawling coast
Where yellow vehicles hold sway
And chaos is the order of the day
You visit and stay
For a little while
And then much longer
Like the speed of light, your sanity takes a hit
With every passing day, it shows no sign of retreating
So you take a break and opt for tricycles
Still, it looks no different
From your stint with buses
Now, you know
That everything painted in yellow
Is ready to make your brain hollow
PS: Residents of Lagos will relate to this post easily
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