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Ìlorin Ni

Ìlorin Ni
The age long emirate dynasty
Founded on a land sparse and arid
By Ojo, a renowned blacksmith
With few houses and lovely people

Ìlorin Ni
Emirate is our kinsghip title
Al Qur'an is our foremost treasury 
Studying and committing it to memory
And Tirahs with different life meanings

Ìlorin Ni
A place not too close to the desert
But the sun scotch and hit us hard
A place not too close to the water beds
But when it rains, it brings blessings forth

Ìlorin Ni
Our ancient houses are made of mud
From little water mixed with mother earth
As defence against intruders' gun shots
During inter racial conflicts and several wars

Ìlorin Ni
Where everyone lives as one family
We are not just nice, but very lovely
With strangers finding us very accommodating
Our women are nice and our foods are treaty

Ìlorin Ni
Our last kobo can be spent on party 
Every weekend, someone must get married
This, we value and keep its sweet memory
As one of the few treasures which we cherish

Ìlorin Ni
A land full of diverse knowledge 
Home of renowned sheiks and several professors
With children well versed in arabia
And adults who are graduates and hard workers

- Acetyl (February, 2020)
An Indigene of the great Emirate dynasty.

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