SEASON GREETINGS

In this season of love, I wish you, from the bottom of my heart, a love that doesn't go sour.

LOVE IS GOOD!

LOVE IS GOOD!

Love can be found in the strangest places,
on the strangest faces,
on the strangest basis,
love is in the air,
even underground,
it is there.

Love is fair,
without peer,
love conquers fear,
it's always there,
love is pure,
it is the ultimate cure.

Love has curves,
but never an end,
it is not a trend,
it never ends,
on love I depend,
for love is God,
God is good,
Love is good!

UNTITLED

Some think say love na PLAY PLAY,
say na TAPE,
wey you fit just PLAY,
anytime ANYDAY,
ANYWAY,
love no be GAME,
if life na STAGE,
then love na STORY,
na story wey HOLY,
‘cos through love, God CREATE US,
e mean say e come from the CREATOR,
love na TRUST,
u gats ready pay the COST,
no be about who be BOSS,
or who say I love you FIRST,
love na SONG,
na journey wey no get BUS-STOP.


CHRISTMAS

Christmas don come AGAIN,
time to joli, time to feel FINE,
even though the economy dey MELTDOWN,
we no go RUN DOWN,
we no go FROWN,
rather we go dey BOUNCE,
and enemies go dey WONDER,
wetin dey make us PROUD,
wey make us the talk of the TOWN,
we no be CLOWN,
but we dey always LAUGH,
we be JESUS PEOPLE,
and JESUS birthday dey COME,
that’s why we’re having so much FUN,
and after this,
we shall celebrate many MORE,
AMEN!

HOT SPICY POETRY (HSP)

AEROPLANE
She makes me GLIDE,
she makes me SLIDE,
she makes me feel so good,
it's like i'm loosing my MIND.

She blows my MIND,
'cos she's one of a KIND,
she's hard to FIND,
and she's got me BLIND.

She's well DESIGNED,
and she takes me HIGH,
it's not a LIE,
she's the apple of my EYE,
she's an AEROPLANE,
baby makes me FLY.


MEAT-PIE
I call her MEAT-PIE,
my CUTIE PIE,
honey so fly,
honey's a SUPER STAR.

I look in her eyes, I see STARS,
like I'm an alien in MARS,
she's sweet like a chocolate called MARS,
baby, if you're MATHS,
i'll PASS.

For you, I'll ACT,
but not a WAKA-PASS,
I'll be the STAR,
in the movie,
and you'd be my BEAUTY QUEEN,
it's like I have MALARIA,
and you're CHLOROQUINE.


FANTA
Darling is as sweet as SUGAR,
silk like PLANTA,
refreshing like FANTA,
FATHER!
She makes me loose my BLADDER.

She's my LADDER,
a ladder of BEAUTY and GRACE,
what a lovely FACE,
she has GRACE,
and she lights up every PLACE.