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SeanT21:
Haha~~NICE~~Tell me when your book of poetry is out.I buy the first copy!!

i will hold u to dat .

honeric01:
Please guys, don't bite me
I am scared!!!
Anyways, i will try not to faint
Cos i have faith,

Being away from you kills me
my body aches for your touch
my lips are dying for a kiss
from your soft gentle lips
Whispers in the night
and holding one another so tight
God I crave you with everything I am
with every inch of my soul
My heart
My Being
But this is Mere physical pain
this is pain I can push aside
shutout ah ha!
But the loss of you? for lack of better words,
mentally,
is just to much to bare
I know the meaning of LOST,
Cause I was Lost my ally my life
Till I met you

Please tell me I tried.

hmmm, 9ice flow

honeric01:
Yippee, now i am happy and free to engage the thread the more,

lol

gozzilla:
Is it original, cos if it is boy you good.

i ain't no boy

gozzilla:
Is it original, cos if it is boy you good.

_{its 100% original,
ok,
so let use ur names}


being on dis island called nairaland,
makes me feel like part of a special band,
i've being writing for a while
don't yet to make a dime.

but 2day,

i got a compliment from a sweet lady named epi,
she made me shout yipee,

nice, said a certain sean t21,
so ,tonite, 4u, i will say a prayer and read psalm 21

Also got a look in from spikedcylinder
her comments sure made me feel tender,

so, my man gozilla,
welcome to my private villa,

where all i do is write,
enough though i don't always write right

or even write tight,
but it sure makes me feel am in d spot light.


_{@gozilla
does dat answer ur q?}

Everybody loves winning,
And winning isn’t necessary sinning.
Few of those who love winning are goal getters,
While most are gold diggers.
Most of the goal getters don’t have vision,
Therefore they always fail in their missions.
Some of them have got actions,
But quite a number of them lack imaginations.
They usually have got the funk,
But which more often than not turns out to be junk.
People like that always try to impress,
And also oppress,
Claiming and acting like time achievers,
While all they are big time deceivers.
They lack aspirations,
And at end of the day are always full of lamentations,
Whether you are a goal getter or a gold digger,
It doesn’t really matter.
The world is big enough to accommodate all sorts.
But in all you do always be dedicated,
And surely your life would be less complicated.

epi:
Epi to crowd: _{I Can Only Speak My Mind.tonight, so please allow me to say everything that arises within me ,}


The audacity of you E-mailing me saying “this is a Nigerian Forum, not for half-caste b*tch. . . . . . .blah blah blah. .Abeg, don’t make me laugh hahahaha. The last time I checked, Nairaland is a Public Forum – not just for Nigerians and not restricted to certain race, color, sex, or religion. It's sad to see how some ignorant folks like you want to cause the very type of division that Willie Lynch spoke of in his letter.

Imagine being blamed today for the “crime” of a black father (b.t.w, he’s Nigerian) and a white mother. Might as well add me to your "buddy list" because I will continue to voice my views here, if I feel like it. You have a choice. . . .you either pass my response or drop your sh!t. Anyway, thanks for emailing me privately but next time feel free to post your grievance PUBLICLY. Why? it just might help one or two understand how we've been (and if they open their eyes for a minute, see how we STILL ARE BEING) hoodwinked and bamboozled. LMFAO

Oh, Next time I'll post your email publicly

[b]Epi: _{left her heart at the stage and walk through the door}

_{hmmm, who would do such a tin?}

Thanks guys,

U can check out my blog sites

http://olulu-noholdsbarred..com/
and
http://olulu2lovedudulewa4life..com/

epi:
This is very nice Olulu -powerful knowledge


1 love

thanks , appreciate ur comments

I wanted to be rich and famous,
With a name that is not anonymous,
To enjoy the best things in life,
Married to a beautiful wife.
Driving the best wonders on wheels,
and guaranteed of my daily meals.
So i looked up the list of professions,
But my mind was caught up in confusion,
Asking people for recommendation,
only help increased my heart's commotion.
i decided to think things through on my own,
so that the decision would be my own.
I thought long and hard on what to do,
But none of the professions I saw was cool.
My mind yearned for something as natural as nature,
That would relate to any culture.
I tried my hand at singing,
But of notes and lyrics I had no inkling
I tried to draw,
But it seems I had hands made of claws.
I tried to be a politician,
But it was not honest enough as the profession of a technician.
I tried my hand at boxing,
But I ended up with so much beating.
I tried dancing,
But I felt like a chicken flapping
I tried to be a teacher,
But got rejected by my own daughter.
I tried my hand at cooking,
but i seems to always cook what i was burning
Then I tried writing,
And I enjoyed it like kissing.
So I weighed my options,
With a view of solving my heart’s commotion.
I gave serious thought to be becoming a poet,
It made me feel like a flirt.
Could I really become famous by writing poems?
Is that not like getting high on petrol fumes?
What could I write about?
I asked people around.
I wrote about money,
But my lines were simply corny.
I wrote about love,
But I was still on love’s learning curve
I wrote about how to eat honey,
Well, at least my lines were pretty funny.
So I decided to just flow naturally,
Not letting my lines be done too carefully,
I stayed to enjoy myself,
This I must confess.
Thus writing became my passion,
though not yet my profession.

I love cars,
I love to drive them,
To be in control,
Make them jump when I press the controls,
Make them honk and horn for joy,
Service them as often as I can,
And walk away when the joy of driving the car is over.
Thus I have driven many a cars,
And well, crashed a few too.

Saw a car I really would love to drive,
The windscreen is one of a special kind,
With nice and attractive headlights,
A glistening and well tuned body structure,
Solid and well oiled engine,
And with a lovely, attractive and well rounded trunk to match.
It is simply a masterpiece.
I have a lovely dark car of my own,
A true masterpiece too,
And I love my car.
But I still wanted this car too.
I knew I couldn’t drive it for as long as I would like,
But I still wanted to drive it.

I made my intentions known,
The car didn’t mind,
Cos there seems to be a void I could fill.
But was told the car had a driver,
And that I could tag along if that didn’t bother me
So I hopped into the passenger seat
Waiting, watching and biding my time.

After a long while of not getting a chance to be at the steering wheels,
I suddenly found myself at the back seat,
The back seat was full, over crowded and very uncomfortable
I stayed there for a while,
Hoping I could still make it into the driver’s seat, even if for a limited time.
But I had always lived my life according to simple rules
And one which states, “Enjoy it, don’t endure it, or else… walk away.”

I was enjoying the ride no more,
I was enduring it,
Many a request I made was turned down,
And since I was not in control, I couldn’t afford to complain too much
So I still tried to enjoy it.
The back seat kept getting fuller, more crowded and more uncomfortable,
But the back seat was never a place meant for me,
I just had to get out
So I jumped out of the window,
No good byes, no reasons, no nothing.
I landed on my behind.
But I was happy I got out.

For a while my absence didn’t seem to be felt,
I also missed the warmth of the car,
I came to terms with the fact that,
I was probably being tolerated and not celebrated after all,
Then I noticed the brake lights were on,
And the reverse lights came on,
The car crept back,
Hesitant, but still crept back,
Didn’t ask why I got out,
And I didn’t bother to offer any explanation.


Now I stroll along the road with the car beside,
Would I get into the car again?
Well, maybe, or maybe not,
Or u know, on the condition that I get the driving seat,
But that would be selfish
Cos I can’t drive the car forever,
U know, I have a car of my own.
So now I walk,
Even though, I still would love to drive the car.

aslan333:
what a rush when embellished thoughts are read
olulu and princess please get a hotel bed
and when you are through come back to the thread
instead of all the naughty things that have been said
the silence returns, no more thoughts stream from my head
so i continue to read, until new rhymes are bred

loads his shot gun,
polish his hunting knives
hmmm, ok o, whether na ur bed i go come use sef.

princesa:
Asan, nairaland is a perfect bed for me
I had the nicest fun there you see
A perfect man held high my dreams
And perfectly I was on angel’s wing
Even in sixth cloud, try it and high you’d feel
But anyway I accept, tis a wrong place
With the likes off you half way on my pace
Acting so like a mother to some sort of babe
Anyway it was fun while it last
And I would do it any oda day
Its never a might on my part
So be free girl it’s open mic night

dats my babbbbbbbbbbbby !!!
u go girl !!!

epi:
Epi walk up on the stage swinging her hips and walk towards Olulu –grabs mic

I am looking for a man to cool me off
Must be tall not looking for a dwarf
I am looking for a man to sit on
Can’t be weak must be strong
I am looking for a man to teach me dirty tricks
So when making love to me I am bound to do some lyrics


Crowd: mouth hang open in shock staring at Epi
Epi: Put hands over face, looking through fingers with one eye -
Place the mic on the floor quietly and jump through a side window

hmmmmm, flash in d pan?
or is she 4real?
hmmmmmm, i wonder,
i just wonder

bluespice:
olulu!!!!
u are one freaky papi!

Sisi Jinx:
I agreeeeee!

I'm definitely staying off the stage now!!

princesa:
thats freaking

freaking?
hmmmm, wateva,

freaking coooking,
makes for good eating

_{runs after her, then stops, and walks back to d stage, and picks up d mic
hmmm,. . . . . . . .nice ass}



my dear sisi,
is ur name risi,
or maybe u are jinxed,
and u are yet to get linked,
open mic night,
its all about the camera, actions and lights,
its not a must u must rhyme,
just enjoy ur stage time,
u don't really have to say much
just let go take lunch
then we can go have some fun,
interlaced with plenty of hip hop, afro-pop and funk,
u ready for d big stage?
then come on out of ur self imposed cage,
u neva done it before?
well, just count up to forty four,
u ready to play,
cos am an expert in fore-play,
just let go of ur fright,
and u will surely c d lite.
neva forget to always enjoy it,
neva u, endure it.


_{drops d mic, pulls out his pants, walks off towards his princess butt naked,
with d ladies grabbin his ass and, , . . . . . .(well u know what ) , as he walks by}

_{jumps on d stage, grabs d mic from , . . . . . . well, , whoever, . . . . .}



i spit fire,
i tempt u, me to hire,

like a matador,
i break all them doors,

my lines are so tight,
the pretenders take to flight,

i come to shine the light,
and take u onboard a journey of boutiful delight.

i know u want me baby,
coming close to me acting like my lady,

ur figure sure got me all crazy,
making me feel like d i c k tracy,

but lets take it slow,
come closer, bend down, and give me d blow. . . . . .

oh yeah baby, am ccccoming,
u got me all sssscreaming,

u want more of me,
then come roll with me,

u wanna know where?
well, its an island with no sphere,

so let's go thereeeeeeeee,
i promise to make u feel so well



_{hmmm, walks off d stage,
looks around,
where is epi?}

olulu:
then lets get u nakedly naked,
and passioantely sedated,
layin down on d floor,
while i sharp my roc,
with legs wide open for my insertion,
and i waste no time in making d decision.
ur hips gyration,
fuels d speed of my injections,
its gonna b an all nite action,
with no hesitation,
and no limitation,
we will assume kinky positions,
tryin out plenty of variations,
with u reaching pleasures of higher dimensions
and u would definitely attain guaranteed satisfaction.

[b]in d heat of action, missed out a line, and d word flows. . . . . . anyway,
my princess, hmmm, so sweet, so sensual, so intoxicating,, . . . . . . . . . [/b]



then lets get u nakedly naked,
and passionately sedated,
u lay on d floor,
i sharping my roc,
with legs wide open for my insertion,
i waste no time in making d decision.
ur hips gyration,
fuels d speed of my injections,
its gonna b an all nite action,
with no hesitation,
and no limitation,
just my total concentration.
we will assume diffrent kinky positions,
and try out plenty variations,
with u reaching pleasures of higher dimensions
and u would definitely attain guaranteed satisfaction.



_{sssshhh, hey epi, u sure u don't wanna join}

epi:
►►►In the background►► ►*** Olulu and Princesa making out***Grabs mic from ariblaze.


I told you its over but I can’t get you out of my mind
Looking at your pictures send chills down my spine
I wanted to call last night but my friends say “Go find another man
Here I am all cried out trying to be strong
You left 17 messages today, I checked the Caller-ID
So I know you too are missing me


Epi: Sees him standing at the door with coffee in his hands
A smile appears on her face and she gives him a big hug

viewing is strictly 18 and above please.

then lets get u nakedly naked,
and passioantely sedated,
layin down on d floor,
while i sharp my roc,
with legs wide open for my insertion,
and i waste no time in making d decision.
ur hips gyration,
fuels d speed of my injections,
its gonna b an all nite action,
with no hesitation,
no limitation,
we will assume kinky positions,
tryin out plenty of variations,
with u reaching pleasures of higher dimensions
and u would definitely attain guaranteed satisfaction.

there is nothing as sweet as a lady so willing,
it sure makes the love tango so exicting,
thereby keeps d mind anticpating,
and d mouth salivating.

lets take in d hay, a tumble,
and all nite we shall rumble,

cos,
ur lips i have to kiss,
ur heart i would make freeze,
ur nipples i wish to tease,
ur body i want to please.

u wanna come into the lion's den?
once u in, u can't turn leave till ten

am a real hard worker,
ready to make ur heart flutter,

u think its all a game?
well, after am done, u wish always for the same.



cos now u got me all curious,
my heart is beating very furious,
lets take a stroll,
and on d bed we roll,
get naked fast for d show,
and go wit d flow,
when u give me d blow,
its guaranteed i will satisfy ur soul.

princesa:
getting cold feets cos of my witches
dnt break whats left of my heart
i beg of you
shower me with your love
make me soar like a dove
i have in you all the faith
i know will lead me to my fate
please stay
i will not suck wrong you
please koko master, stay with me

am i d koko master?
neither am i a newscaster

am simply olulu,
and i ain't from the tribe of d zulus.

shower u with love?
make u soar like a dove?

hmmm,
would really love to do dat,
but u sure my heart u wouldn't pierce with a dart?
if its down under, then i've got no problem being sucked,
but don't want my 3rd leg to end up being pierced.
u think my love has gone cold,
nah, would still love u to hold,
u sure u ready to take a dip in my love pool?
would definitely make u feel so cool.
come into my world,
but first gimme u word,

no wizards or witches,
just pure smooching.

no blood letting,
just love making,

no killings,
just thrilling,

plenty of kissing and sucking,
but no strictly no piercing

u ready to do on my laps a private salsa?
then lets get naked in my mombasa

ehen, haaaaaaa

thank u, don't mention.

hmmmmmm