Everyday i keep hearin bout d gurl power tin.Girl power unleashed,girl power reloaded bla bla bla(even thoug its usualy organise by men)TRASH!Around d world,more dan half of income made is spent in beauty shops,spas,boutiques,gyms n oda lavish lifestyles daily.While he z out there sweatin it out 2Balance accounts,attend 2 annoyin female clients,or evenan over bearin madam,d wife z out blowin away like money grew on trees.gIrl power u wuld say.
I went next door 2 check on a neigbour whoose wife wuz pregnant.her friends comin in would rub d woman's tummy n tell her well done wen in actual fact d dude's COCK derserves d praises.My grandpa neva forgave his wife as he grew old cos he blived old age wont av com had he nt eaten d APPLE yet u wanna deceive me wit ya golden(rather rotten) APPLE.MANDICURE,HANDICURE,LEGICURE,PENDINCURE ...cure as if there wuz ever an illness.yet we cant complain cos that's too lady-like.
GOD nicknamed certain human potions funny names.eg Private part bt 4 d girls,sum of diz private places ar as wide&n full of pot holes as d badagry express way.others claim d flowers although ripe,ar waitin 4 d harvesting season&d right farmer b4 d flowers can be plucked.yet u spend my money.i wanna say diz,"Viginity aint dignity.rather it is insincerity of purpose by d generality of obscure Sorority against inexperienced members of d FRATERNITY"
Friday, September 3, 2010
Indulged Survivor!
It feels so good seeing the last quarter of this year. The thrills,the hilts & the giddy. Going back memory lane, I remember the beginning was so smooth and filled with promises that I got carried away. I remember my accident in june. As devastating as it was,it could have been worse. Each time i look at my crutches, I say 2myself "dat ain't in the manual"(@obike)lol and I say its noting but a reawakening,a clarion call. My own story is beta than that of millions around the world, ofcourse better than yours. If only I could turn back the hands of time,no that's for the dreamers. I ain't no dreamer. I am a SURVIVOR.
***written sometimes last year
***written sometimes last year
my voyage 'beyond'
You opened i entered.
I entered you opened.
Deeper i came knowin u better.
Better i knew u comin in deeper.
The estacy was just too overwhelming.
Too overwhelming was the estacy.
At last i am home!
Home i am at last.
Blank is my body where i was.
Where i was my body is blank.
Just because in u i am.
Inner in u i am.
My spirit soaring out loud.
Its limit beyond the cloud.
Back where i was,
my body people wailin over.
But d soul has flown higher.
Home i am atlast. . .
You opened i entered.
I entered you opened.
Welcomin me unto thy bossom.
"you are home my son"
Home i am atlast.
Atlast i am home.
I entered you opened.
Deeper i came knowin u better.
Better i knew u comin in deeper.
The estacy was just too overwhelming.
Too overwhelming was the estacy.
At last i am home!
Home i am at last.
Blank is my body where i was.
Where i was my body is blank.
Just because in u i am.
Inner in u i am.
My spirit soaring out loud.
Its limit beyond the cloud.
Back where i was,
my body people wailin over.
But d soul has flown higher.
Home i am atlast. . .
You opened i entered.
I entered you opened.
Welcomin me unto thy bossom.
"you are home my son"
Home i am atlast.
Atlast i am home.
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