Sòkòtò to ṣiṣẹ àrán

Farmhouse is the dwelling place for a trouser, Working tirelessly for its master. It can't be compared to another, For it gives out brocade for its order. Brocade that makes you have a nice parade, Gives out new attire, but it fades. The sun is its friend, but later provides a shade. Let's not call a spade a spade, The so-called trouser deserves some accolades. Ragged it may look, but its function is more than a decade. It's valuable, it's supposed to be on an arcade. The noble trouser provides the brocade