Sunday, July 13, 2014

Malaya Quagmire

She aspired,a billionaire
A bitch in the beach
Her speech always hadhighest pitch Seductive n attractive
Bore no fruits
Her bright suits.. sprayed with soot
The root of her loot
Uncovered n fired
The prostitutes constitute
Hahaha the worst institute
Body... a gold mine
Dignity corroded feminine
Just a while famine
Poke poke.. a joke
Invokes the lusty stock
Don't be shocked
They flock around the clock
Unlock the love password
Armed with swords
our sister.. oh our Mother
Aunt n granny..
The genetics flows
So Sorry...
Lifestyle or poverty
No one knows
Habits n habitats
Silly n haunting...
Hunting the air
Left standing in despair
A pair...
.   ... •°°°°°More affairs
Get your fare
Home disappear.. °°°


@"malaya"="prostitute :-\"

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