Chima Raphael :
: "Lo, when silver forsook my purse and meat fled from my table, there stood Garri, steadfast as the morning sun. Blessed art thou, humble grain, for thou betrayest no man."
"When my stomach did wage war against my peace, I lifted mine eyes unto Garri. Verily, it answered with abundance where riches had failed."
"O Garri, companion of the penniless and comfort of the weary, thy presence turneth famine into feast and despair into hope."
"Though kings may banquet upon golden platters, I seek but a calabash of Garri, for therein dwelleth contentment beyond measure."
"The rich boast of their treasures, yet I boast of Garri, for it hath never forsaken me in the hour of hunger."
"Blessed be the hand that first did soak Garri, for it hath wrought miracles in the bellies of countless souls".
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