The Coup D'etat Song Poem by Wale Morakinyo

Let us sing the coup d'etat song
The sound of the gong to click the Khaki boys' ears
A rhythm of red tape to bar their wild rage
When we sing, clap and dance,
We remember at some letters to be silent

For in the voice of some fella now alluded
"They leave sorrow, tears and blood"
The insignias of a clandestine clan, and
The five fingers of a leprous hand

When you clap, dance and sing the chorus:
Remember to silent the last "T"
For the time ticks that take them thither
Far further into the barrack holds

Be gone! Oh khaki boys!
Khaki boys! Oh be gone!
For the elephant chiefs only in the forest
And the lepers king there in their own colony
Like my beautiful damsel Queens in my arms alone