Saturday, March 25, 2023

Naughty Kyra

It's naughty Kyra



 

There's this holy lass next door, who calls herself a virago

This religious colleen is so 'loving' (even invites her male friends whenever bored)

And you'd hear claps from the inside once the door shut, maybe they're in 'praise'

But just how holy is she? 


This holy lass respects religion, advises us to stay away from temptation

No wonder her dustbin is full of empty sheath packs, she throws them away - she doesn't like them 

No wonder her friends call her a nun in disguise; she's that holy

But just how holy?


I tried my lines on the holy colleen the other day

Called me a bozo, told me to stay away

Only agreed when I mentioned a night praise, nay 

"Come prepared", maybe she's referring to the good book 

Don't know whether I should go though... 

Cause just how holy is she?

 

 

"Take it not too fast" 

Why not give it a break she said

Reasons he never wanted to know of 

A break he never bothered to call off


Met her in a safe space chat

Two, three, four weeks, and it was a blast

Mutual feelings developed so fast, I would have thought it was a curse

Never for once did he imagine this early cut

He hates her not, just the undecided heart


He drowns in thoughts

Just hoping it'll make sense

Hoping the heart finally makes a fence 

And bring meaning to a statement he never understood

Cause what's the meaning of taking a break?

  Does it mean his heart stops beating?...




 Met her on Thursday, first date on Friday, hanky panky on Saturday (It was that quick)

 Looked at me and asked the obvious question: What are we now? 

Honestly, I didn't know, maybe nymphos. Only sure 'lovers' wasn't the word for that 

Ooh, look at the lass who says she dates not cheap guys, like she's not one

Take a look at one who says she's a devoted church girl, gave it to me on a sabbath 

Only hate how she goes around telling people she left be broke, well I also broke her back

Somebody tell Kyra she's a Doxy. My homie is interested in her. 

Let me be her manager in business. I know all she can offer. 


Ooh this one... 


©amimoh


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