Our husbands have gone mad again!

,...... a poem on female sexuality dedicated to womanhood.

Adisa was extraordinarily drunk,
the way he kicked the door open,
I knew I was in a big trouble....
.... mo daran...
his giant kick woke me up,
it woke my baby too..
The sound of the agidigbo, haunted me,
though it came from afar
fear had brought it nearer,
I felt it was on my head.
Adisa staggered into the room,
he picked my son up like a piece of rag,
and flung him on another mat,
ekaabo oko mi,
i managed to salute,
that was all i could say....
adisa mounted like a he-goat,
shot,
and slummed ,
He then began to snore....
picking up my wrapper,
i began to cry,
why are men selfish....
i remember what my frienda say....
why will he not look for that little key..
that opens a woman up?
the mouth is useless without the tongue....
a womans body is useless without this key....
a gentle stroke.....
a little touch.....
a little caress....
a little kiss....
take her to heaven,
before you follow your path....
that when you slum down ans sleep...
she'll lay down and say....
pele o oko mi adisa...
kuushe.....

cnt stop laffn. antywmy, but why 'our'

greeeneyes

our adds humour to it

jst as funny as it sounds,their husbands have gone bananas

ha, men go vex o!