In Brilla, there is a Murphy
And in my heart, he's won a trophy.
To flank his right side, Sean Amadi
While Overdose to the left, so easy.
Sexy Mama, on a standby, so pretty.
Omo Anifowoshe, to us all, your words,
Are our shields and swords.
Alapere of Ilaja, your soothing laughter,
Lightens our hearts to become brighter.
In football matter, you are the Shakespeare;
But in life realities, a Lincoln with no despair.
A succour you are to our sickening souls;
And a relief to pains in our soles.
Radio Maradona, a day without Brilla,
Is like a church without a preacher.
Just as a day without Radio Paparati,
Is like a king missing in a community.
Your parting words daily, health talks
And analysis are didactic and motivating.
Murphy, how shall it be without you!
Oluwasola.
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