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In Onitsha, it's always alive,
Roads are busy, from morning till we strive.
"Keke" horns beep, a sound everyone knows,
People hurry by, as the day brightly goes.
The market calls loud, with happy shouts,
Buying and selling, no doubt.
Hot food is ready, things for your house,
Onitsha, busy like a mouse!
When evening is cool, life stays strong,
Friends talk and laugh, singing a happy song.
A special spot, where kind hearts all meet,
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