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i hope am one of the ladies
Mr Dbanj

if you mean my signature
ohwell, you know guyz for whom they are, if you dont take
very harsh action, they wont know you are serious and comply

bluespice:
"omg i love ur environment!"
"that would definitely not be ur building!"
". . .and the guard is polite!"
"this apartment is huge!!"
"come see the balcony!!"
"but its so. . ."
in unison "quiet"
how can u say quiet when i have ariblaze always ranting
or when i have gabby cooking up something related to breaking the wind everytime
or when i have stephenP writting me to orgasm
or when i have flowshow n his gang disturbing my ears with "lines"
u say quiet when i have richyblack, davidylan and dayo 'discussing' on issues of foreign interest
or when ruby decides to shift attention to husband number i-lost-count-at-infinity
now when gays and gay-bashers decide to kick up a storm how do u expect my house to be quiet?
tell me how?
*as if on cue*
"ive got to answer this call, its very important"
but i didnt hear it ring,
"its on silent mode"
"my mother in-law flies in this night, ive got to go pick her up"
but ur not married!
"well, i just got married"
"my boyfriend and i have got a date at the movies"
but ur gay!
"im bi now"

i love your stream of consciousness or is it train of thought
anyways keep it up

she deserves it and more

epi:
Is it because you’re consumed with hate, fear, envy and jealousy
Why all the whispering? Oh let me guess, he told you to make war with me?
Don’t be an ostrich, pull your head out of the sand
Like Maya Angelou we’ve got to be Strong Black Women
Is that’s your worth –for a man you want to fight
Abeg remember Variety is the spice of life

you go girl
i love this

tkb417:
Oreshade
dont let that witch patronize u o
if u can kill her, pls do.

she scares me 4 real. im gonna enlist the support of some wizards in the house
farotika comes to mind (the in-house babalawo)

its actually the other way round
but i dont give a hoof of what he does or you do
and go call babalawo
but best assured that we are in the same line,
but one might over-rule others

i actually dont know the in thing of blog
beside am too lazy to create one

OH! YOU CAN EASILY TRANSFER YOUR EMOTION OF FEAR TO MOI
ITS ONLY NATURAL, ATLEAT A LAST CHANCE AT FEELING ON TOP OF THINGS
BUT ENJOY UR FREEDOM WHILE IT FUCKING LAST

this is a sequel to your everlasting pain man

A witch never dies
Not because she’s eternal
Or that those axe piercing her heart
Aint worth the damage to make her die
But because she’s got more of her transposed on every one
And each day there is a harvest of soul
Not only in Syracuse but the world in whole

Now you’ve got the talent
Bloody red to the palette
A good wizard option
But never! You are better sucked on
Slit nipple, torn breast, blood oozing
Is a sweet-pain, fun better with its dozen
A witch might pluck her eyes
Just to add more blood to the game
While his _(Tkb) axe cut through her heart
Her fellows clap to the pain
Don’t you get it? It’s a continuous ritual
Whether on her or on some prey, it’s so very mutual

I see you a die hard one
This to them is a test to their effect
Cos now killing you won’t bring the game
No! Neither adds to the play
Not even initiation to Hades
Though you possess their in built trait
That is revenge, bloodiness, incessant hunger for avenge
We will never have an uncleanse mixed with the pure breed
So they have a better plan with you
Hold your breath, and wait for their return


how do you like them now

you are giving your sister to a dead man dude
but when did spirits and walking dead have choices

anyway Orehsade

oreshade:
CORONACH TO PRINCESA
as the moon was looking

at mid night just after dusk
deep in the thick forest arch

I lay beneath the shrubs
to see well screams
of a nude witch with scars

dwindle in the hades
slowly slowly splinters
of ichor dawn the forest
and the life still lingers right

so she screams so fright
that her dreadful soul walks to the hades
but it sourfully lingers
ungone swaying aback

tkb again stands
over her and thrusts
repeatedly in her navel
a sharp rod to pull

her curly abdomen
so she cried with pain
as it curled itself out

with blood dripping
on the dusty sands

even then she wasn't dead

for she is a witch
tkb again thrusts

his blunt sword
by her nipples
to cut off

fountain of blood
pour on trees
and on tkb's face
wet and tough

but she still cries
for her vicious life
to walk away fast
like the cool comet
in the clear clouds

now flat her breasts lay

but tkb still
feared she could
live so he struck
right in her lips
of screams
the sword
which pierced
her neck
right
in
the soil
to hook
down
her life
and
her dreadful
screams,

you are good wizard option
but too bad your blood tastes better as a prey

witches dont chat with their prey na
you should be oozing blood not chatting
or wriggling in pain not tryin to bribe a witch
be warned


^{p.s am at work cant chat, just add me we will chat when am online my yim}

offcourse you aint my dear you are my deer so to speak
bring those juicy blood for me suck
hope you are on diet too

pushes ari outta the stage, looks for my one and only olulu



thanks for all the poem you did on me
love all your crazy and funny write ups
thats what life should be about mehn
fun fun fun and fun, all in a funky way