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HEARKEN TO YOUR PEN!!S

Morning through night I ask myself
Could lust bring love to my heart
When I discern the shapes of angels
Weaved in a body so enticing
Why would the daughters of Eve act so
When they had caused man to fall first
Lust runs in their very step
For the ground leave their foot print on
What would be my gain if I fall again
But the answers lie in the fires in my loins

I wish my penis were my own
Doing the very bid my brain commands
Not letting the eyes cause its downfall
Which is the opposite for it rises tall
Causing my whole body to go weak in passion
While my balls aches for relief
A tsunami boiling right in the passage
The cap sensitive than an open wound
Temptation indeed I fall to
But to overcome I do not wish
Let that same lust run in my vein
It is debt I must pay though I incurred not

I run my fingers through their hair
Their hands clasp firmly around me
My penis eggs me on
“You don’t want to miss this for anything”
I pause to think of the consequences
But my penis rebukes me
“You’ve been wallowing in sensitivity lately”
Yes I have but this is way too much
How about the baby oil and my hand
“You jest yourself, this one is different”
Surely it is for it is natural and soothing
I brace myself and plunge into my doom
I lose my virginity for a passion
If I truly be a virgin per say
For I have long ago masturbated my virginity away



This one has no pattern sha, but perfectly soothes the situation here on ground. Tomorrow will provide itself a poem from Zuby's update. Make una flex abeg!

[quote author=idee.esperanza]Foxy, where art thou? Has thou fled fearing thy foes? We misseth thy poems![/quote]

p investigator: Where is foxy ooo

Una like trouble ooo....

Owk, make I see wetin I fit think up or make I check my archive. Remember, rhythm and pattern

HumbledbYGrace: you will get the slot next season

How's that?

Who the fuc'' cares? Take me out totally. Instead of bringing this sh't out in public, what stopped you using the PM button?

I will fold my hand and watch, when I see undeserving peeps as judges, you will hear from me.

HumbledbYGrace: Remember how you caused wahala @ the NDC joint

Why are you using ''you''? We caused wahala. So.. Put that behind, apologize and let us move on.

HumbledbYGrace: Foxy, can I trust you on this?

Rap Maestro you don't have a complete story right?

Neduzze you don't have none either?

Vantee you got a completed story here?

Dygeasy you got one?

I have to pick only one person from this list.

Heyyiii *in mexican accent* You can trust me na.. And stop talking bout trust cos datz one of the criteria of my being selected in the first place.

Forget bout my multiple monikers, I am as good to go in this competition as you. Why sef do you chose me if you know you would end up asking me this question. See... I don vex.

Apologize now!!!

I started the car immediately I got outside only to hear people screaming. I had been expecting it so I just flung the door open and waited for Flow to jump into the car. I initiated the gear and stepped on the gas.

"Attai, no leave me o"

I looked at the rear mirror and saw Flow running to catch up with me. I wanted to slow down until I saw the amount of people that poured out of the Mama Put. Big, small, thick, thin. All chasing a soldier. I began to wonder why they wanted to lynch a Nigerian soldier. It looked like Nigerians have received enough slaps from army officers to make them want to kill the first defaulting one.

I stepped on the break and Flow entered into the car. Off we went down the road with curses and abuses trailing us. We just ignored them.

"O boy, I dey hungry o"

Flow complained to me. I looked at him like he just spoke Spanish. Why would he be hungry after consuming mountainous load of food. I was even filled up to the extend I was feeling the food in my throat.

"Make I go buy you full cow?"

I asked him. He gave me a dirty look.

"E be like say you wan make I begin chop you inside this car."

I was surprised. Never knew my friend and colleague had turned to a cannibal though I partially believed him. I had watched the movie LOST and saw how travelers ate their fellow travelers after their plane crashed on a mountain. The most fearful thing is it happened real.

"Flow, no worry, when we reach General house, you go chop."

I repeated the same thing he had told me earlier on. He just nodded his head docilely and continued looking outside through the window while I maneuvered my way through the hold-up in Lagos.

All this birthday wishes for only one man. Welcome to adulthood jor. Now you are liable to go to jail

Opps... I just tell people your age

[size=30pt]Too short[/size]

plainmirror: Guy seriously Ʊ 4 kukuma cari dis U̶̲̥̅̊я dry pics joke go comedy section eeehh!
Ʊ wan turn dis thread to a tribal warfront?
As for U̶̲̥̅̊я poems bro believe me it is BULLSHIT. Lacks rhymes $ rythm, always offpoint and nothin to decode frm it .

If you want rhyme, I will give you rhymes, if you want pattern, I will give you pattern.

For your information, I am a Computer Engineer, not an Art student. Relax

[b]Dear Mynd,

I know I am cocky and most time annoying but then, you and I are one of the best buddies here on NL. I don't know how you see it sha, but I take you as my friend. You know how easy it is for me to recreate myself when I get a long ban. Owk, I will tell you a story. Mukina2 banned me for 6 months. This brought about all this handles you are seeing.

Sexkillz banned me, when I returned, we campaigned and he was restricted to the romance section. Many things this my crazy handle have done here on Nairaland. I might be addicted to this place but I know one thing for sure, I have learnt a lot.

You see Yemi is a good boy. He could be troublesome, but we both know what testosterone can do in the body of a growing man. Just be cool eh, help us release him. Please. We are soliciting for his release from where you locked him up. 6 months is really so long. I waited o, but each month of waiting created a new Moniker. Please, to prevent this, just be considerate.

I will be happy if you do something about this.

Thanks.

Yours-in-multiple-monikers

Foxy^TM[/b]

"See this mumu boy. No be the car be this?"

Flow shouted at me with Kareem close to him. I looked at him in his camouflage, the slippers he was putting under looking like the type all this hausa kolanut sellers wear. Kareem himself was sweating on his nose, his eyes still bulgy from the little scare Flow had given the him.

"I gree say I mumu but we go see who mumu pass for here."

I replied, throwing the car key to him.

"Wetin this one dey for"

He said simultaneously as he caught the key mid-air.

"Na the proof say na you mumu pass me."

I replied him. I had always been at the brunt of Flow's multiple abuses and sometimes unintended insults. I wanted him to see the ridicule first hand. I did not even go near the car, when I had left inside to go and check warm it up.

"Attai, rat don die from overfeeding ooo"

Flow screamed as soon as he did the first turn to the driver's side of the car. It was a piercing scream, like a woman whose obiatus had been torn apart with a giant phallus.

No confuse o, obiatus na toto, phallus na preek.

"Na God bless am be that na."

I replied unmoving.

"Attai, you really need to see this thing."

Kareem had already moved there and was laughing his black ar'se off. I was wondering if he was laughing or crying as he held unto his head. It looked like an insult to me, why would he hold his head. I don't laugh and hold my head even though it was bigger and heavier.

"Kareem, remove your hand from your head jor."

I said as I moved towards them. What I saw made the world pause for a moment, my heartbeat stopped, my mouth hung open, my sweat pores activated and my leg turned jelly. The same car I had washed earlier on. Even though we don't use it, it was always our duty to clean the dust of the car. Warming it was overruled since we were trying to preserve the petrol inside so it could take us to the barracks.

"I don dieeee... na me be this..."

I screamed as I saw what had happened to the car. How on earth would you explain occurrences that are not supernatural. Just a split in time.

"Flow, na wetin be this?"

I asked a stupi'd question. Well, I did not blame Flow for the insults that followed.

"Na your head be that, abi your eyes don blind to see wetin I close eyes dey see? Na so you go just open your mouth dey yan nonsense."

"See, take am easy na, you wan finish all this abuse? If I Bleep up later, na wetin you wan use abuse me?"

I asked sarcastically. It seemed to quieted him down a little bit. Don't be confused, enough of the suspense. Behold, two of our tires were missing, replaced by two giant stones. You cannot see the fault from the compound until you turn the other side. We only had a spare in the boot.

"Kareem baba, ko ni idea?"

Flow asked the ugly thug in front of us.

"Gbogboni. E ma lo jor, Iya ireti dey sell tire"

He replied, grinning from ear to ear. Who was interested in buying a tire when money seemed to have developed a third leg and ran away from our pockets.

"I dey come make I go change cloth for inside"

I said to Flow, leaving both of them outside to sort themselves. As I walked into the compound, I saw the angelic daughter of our landlord. She just came out from the toilet. The same toilet whose stench was enough to make a nuclear bomb. I mean gas bomb. Just trap the smell, go to a crowded environment and release it, I bet you, the causality figure will be too high to record.

"Ssssss"

I made a sound under my breath. She looked up and saw me, flashing me her perfect vampire dentition. I used my eyes to signal our door, this was going the be the first time she would come into the room. She smiled and used her finger to indicate later.

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"Ahhhh.... Eeeeeee.... Bodaaaaaaaa.... E ma bi nuuuuu oooooo.... Ejo oooooooo"

She moaned loud as I pounded her, unleashing all the demons in me. My knees had already developed blisters as I was giving her dog'gy style on Kareem's mattress that was equal to the bare ground. I still enjoyed it.

"Ko ni da fu iya laye e"

I knew the voice too well. The landlord was right there at the door. He was already breaking the door. My eyes had already gone up to the heavens. My waist was already humping away in an irregular pattern and my seed we already jumping out. He barged in the same time I gave a roar and came.




TO BE CONTINUED!!!

[quote author=Mazi_Omenuko]Don't blame her. These days, its difficult to catch-up with your 'endless' list of monikers. I believe she will work something out.[/quote]

See pure sarcasm ooooo