The street dog
That beckons to every male
That holds her delight
With jiggling bosom
And twirling buttocks
That beckons to every male
That holds her delight
With jiggling bosom
And twirling buttocks
Aja Igboro
Ever graceful and luminous
Her charms; swaying words and binding gaze
With them she draws her catches to her steaming pool
And with the crazy desire of deprived sojourners
Brings them to lap its soothing gift
Aja Igboro
Every master’s loyal mistress
For her no demarcation of sort
Of race, faith or strength
All is to keep her mind ablaze
While she does yours same
Aja Igboro
She does not seek redemption
So try not to save her
It’s her path she treads
Her own ‘divine’ calling
Go yours
She goes hers
You try to save
She saves at hand
Even you the redeemer
She once has saved
Aja Igboro
Earnest finder of stray feet...
That’s me
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