Tell me!
I intend to use it as research
Mama Tunji is in love
Friends heard the feeling is symbiosis
Aha! That woman and her love for trousers snake
Hands on hips
Mouth wide open with hands at interval closing and opening it like a fanned cinder
They said the man is sterile
But he impregnated two damsels in his deer years
Counter and counter facts
Makes research obsolete
Meant only for fun
Listen to words
Detracting, smears the hopes of love and trust
Ears will hear fables but heart refuse to master tangibles
Let me go, not to be a busybody
But whispers from behind heard
Makes her the next topic.
