Inamorata! – Adewale Sobowale

We can’t ever fight
Once love is tight.
Got my matrix,
From your cities.
Love you to stupor
For crimes that pour
Out of your navel
Which is a Babel!
Commit capital crime,
Simple matter of bribe.
Now you’re piss poor,
Palmier you were before.
You whiff like ganja,
Crave you more, Naija!

@as 021418

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