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Finally proof of life after death - the story of King Jai of Nigeria UNCUT

Finally proof of life after death - the story of King Jai of Nigeria UNCUT

Finally I have the proof of life after death
Send $20,000 to my Nigerian address 
I am the king of Lagos 
My brother was king of Eros
We are the descendants of Omniphotous 
I tell the truth 
From the book of Ruth 
Mozart was my cousin
I have children by the dozen
So send me your earthly possessions 
Including the feathers
Mao was my grandfather's brother 
I am your mother 
Your mother of all things honey 
Send me your money 
I send you the truth 
Ask Dr Ruth 
According to Nigerian 
Destiny master 
King JAi of Lagos 
We celebrate with wine
Chris I'm waiting for you 
Tony you too 
Cherie send the dollars honey 
Flowergirl where's the money 
Williams I take credit 
Nardine I do debit 
Lily may you be generous 
Valerie I hope its not too onerous 
For uncle jai 
So here's the proof 
Of life after death 
The maggots eat away
At my rotting brain 
To create brain & foot diphtheria 
I am king 
King Jai of Nigeria 

Footnote 
Jai was locked up soon after writing this nonsense by the Feds.

 

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Tony Taylor

You are a poetic GOD!!..........elevated from Kingly status (smiles).........truth is........the timing and perfect heartbeat of this reads like a soliloquy aloud...........it's humorous perfection dear poet!!.........a blast to read!!........I can afford 20 bucks!! (lol!)...........you have a P.O. box?..........later Jai Masters!!.........well done............Love and Rockets!!..........T xo

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Jai Masters

Yea we start with 20, po box NUTS!! :)
T O NY you are perfect for Nigerian!!
Luv Jai king of wherever !!!

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Christopher Correia

Jai my brother and soul mate, I will send you all the money I have from the auction that I will hold for all the hair on my body; I've been told that my hair will fetch a kings' ransom; it's been appraised; my hair is as valuable as the truffles sniffed out by pigs on the northern Italian hillsides, but for you King Jai of Lagos I promise all the money from the auction, I'm confident it will be more than 20000, much more....just send me the truth and have the wine waiting....

Jai, hold my virtual hand, I will try also to get you out of prison....stay strong

lol, what am I gonna do with you?  you are a very funny man, cheers....I enjoyed

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Valerie Lynn

I think the blonde in me is kicking in right now...(I'm not sure if it is me Val or Val E. since there are two of us again) but I can try to raise as much as possible with a car wash fundraiser. Hopefully I could make more than $20 but who knows. I had to comment... thank you for your creative writes and for being so awesome! Chris - best line ever: "Jai, hold my virtual hand, I will try also to get you out of prison....stay strong".

Val ♥

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Jai Masters

Blinds have more fun! I mean blonds!
In Nigeria we have no blinds nor blonds
So we can certainly ensnare and enslave you!!
All vals are welcome!! Thank uuuuu lovely
Val!!! Luv from me the king of Nigeria!!

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Jai Masters

Chris how did u know I'm bald and we can transplant
Your hair on my head please thus making the king
Of Nigeria omnivorous or omnipotent!!
Luv hai or Jai of Nigeria!!

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