IN YOUR PRESENCE

EVERYTHING MAY CHANGE BUT MY LOVE

The day I met u is certainly not today
The time i first saw u is surely not this time
The place I met u is definately not this place
That means everything can change

Everything may change
Your buity may change
Your age will surely change
Your venue may also change

But one thing I know will never change is my love for you
Many waters cannot wash it away
The dark clouds cannot concealed it
The devil cannot venture with it
Yes, not even angels can change my love for you
Let alone mere humans

Be therefore assured that
My heart will always go on for you.
Because everything may change but my love never does
I love you

ESIBU AND THE BULL

ALONG THE COASTAL BAY

Along the coastal bay
I thought of the day
That everything went nay
When the sun refused its ray from reaching my way

KYINGILINGI GIRL

See how she models
Like a ghost from hell
So slim
Is she on diet?
Kyingilingi girl

Kyingilingi girl
Meatless body with bony shoulders
The hottest cake on the street
Blinking devouring teeth
At men who will always cross their borders

I hear say she won Miss Legon
With her coconut legs on
Ei, slim things and beauty
Were the judges free and fair at duty
Or their romantic feelings made them guilty?

Hmm! Kyingilingi girl
Foggy lips like oily toogbεε
Flat buttocks like pancake frying pan
Small waist like savanna cobra
Skinny girl; as kyingilingi as kyikyinga

With rings and bracelets dancing on long hands
She cat walk like a hundred meter champion
What a slim thing in miniskirt?
This girl can destroy Sampson’s shirt
For she is a kyingilingi girl

She is a kyingilingi girl on high hills
You cannot get her without paying huge bills
So let your wallet be filled
And your heart ready to be grilled
Because she is a kyingilingi girl

27th May, 2011
5:58pm
@legon

SHE BROKE HIS VIRGINITY

To be childish is to be foolish
Immaturity disrespects opportunity
A virgin boy at fifty –
Oh how? Very filthy

He grew up as a mummy’s boy
And lived as a daddy’s toy –
A dummy doll
Still crying for Christmas ball

She knew him from childhood
While they both lived in same neighbourhood
She loved him too but he was nothing good
Like a useless firewood

Switching and switching mood
To her feelings he was too rude
Unable to vomit only three words
Oh virgin boys are cowards

Oh virgin boys are cowards
Suffering in their own Ananse webs
P-O-P
Their mouth they cannot just open

That was years ago
But he is still a virgin, oh no;
After she has broken hers with three kids
He is still frightened to request for a kiss

‘Boring! Boring!’ She shouted in disgust
Her mouth shivering like a bomb to blast
Virginity at fifty
Useless to the community

She held him closer
And clutched her lips to his
Left hand unzipping trouser
In search of a virgin wood
He shivered and wanted to cry
‘A useless guy!’
She told him and pushed him onto the mat
He fell like a blind bat

Cold blood turned hot
As dummy dull entered nature’s pot
He shivered and shouted, ‘wow!’
‘Democratic Paradise is a place to fly’

She slapped him in anger
Virginity at fifty is a danger
But he loved the slap
And wished for more on his lap

So she broke his virginity
And made him a man at fifty
Saying, ‘it’s time to be truly independent
Break away and realize your liberty’.
27th May, 2011