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tiggy (m)
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FOR BINTA
Like a plane tearing away the clouds in the sky, So did our ark of love sore It was an ark built by a cupid of love Ah! My heart lept as we juggled over the jungles of love
Like a rampaging serpent the flood swept our ark of love and Comfort fled from your eyes the moment you met him Your smile invoked the hornets nest because You seemed very far, far away
The marriage of our hearts was one sided In the damply damply dark nights As our things clashed and clapped under the sheets Though married it was uncelebrated Wet with ambivalent tears of sorrow and with Rivers of water running down my cheeks I shouted
B I N T A
Why me!!!!!!
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