LOVE WAS NOT My first I think, Slim and real Time ticks, Rumor came to me He reached her clits Never changed a thing. My love for her being I saw my unborn kids, Her carrot breast, fully loaded many pastimes arose me. She wants nothing Slowly murmured to me, I want sincerity I want to be your everything. Her father's wealth Thought I steal, My mother's creche disciplined me. She took forth plan b I wept and grieved. A man like me Beat one I throne a queen, Happily did he marry Presently guarding four playful kids. HABIB AKEWUSOLA