Aunty Jummai's house
Aunty Jummai's house in GRA
Was heaven to me
It smelled of vanilla cake
Frostind and fried flour dough
You could be sure of cold kunun zaki
And a thousand and one delights
It held a trove of treasures, where we read
And read and played and ate
Aunty Jummai's house in GRA was one of delightful memories that brings to me a smile on my face and the fragrance of childhood to my nose.
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