One Nigeria for sure,
together we'll make things pure;
We must rise,
to bring up our spice;
Yes, spice of accomplishment and glitz;
Only just to kill our lice.
It's always talked about,
infesting every sector without doubt;
Who is against this lice?
We must kill it, the price.
A change to kill this great parasite,
no, never we can't bear this bite;
And when it is killed,
Corruption certainly becomes cancelled.
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