Happy sunday all.... Here is a little something for d ladies...wherever dey may be....
¤Me Mr Perfect¤
It's me you dream about everytime you sleep, it's me you see in your dreams.
Me Mr Perfect.

You sitting in a chair with your mirror of vanity,
busy with all sorts of paint,
painting to insanity,
a little blue, a little red,
a little pink to match the colour of your hair. All these you do,
busying yourself,
all these for me, Mr Perfect.....

Even when you are done,
you stack your bag full of so many things,
is it the mirror,
is it the mascara,
is it the lip gloss,
so so many things,
i cant name them all.
All these work,
all these stress,
all these packaging you can never forget...
All for Me,Mr Perfect.....

No wonder, you refuse to give ear to poor Mr Ade's plea of love,
shunning his advances,
all his affectionate care,
breaking his heart,
unlocking his fear.
You claiming he isnt handsome or rich,
he isnt tall or mayb he isnt slim...
''haa with all my packaging,Mr Ade no reach''.
All kinds of men you turn down,
all because you are looking for the man that has it all,
the money,
the fame,
the right height,
the Name....
All because you are waiting for Me,
Mr Perfect....

Just as the clock ticks,
time waits for no man,
so age has no regard for your endless search for Mr Right.
Come,wake up!.
Is there indeed any man born of a woman with no flaws,
problems or difficulty?...
Oh now you realise your stupidity and folly. But now it's too late,
oh what a sad story,
there is no one who has it all,
forget the fairy tales and folk lores,
Alas there is no Me, Mr Perfect!!!.
¤ Tobi aka O.P.M.S¤