Dear Sikira! The first time you passed in front of where I sell - TopicsExpress



          

Dear Sikira! The first time you passed in front of where I sell meat, I was in a heavenly trance and I told myself that your beauty is made in heaven and not in China. My Imam talks about Aljannah and the treasures therein but seeing you everyday is my Aljannah; just let me be your love and enjoy your ‘treasures’. Anywhere you want to travel to, just tell me. If it is the “United States of Alapere” or the “People’s Republic of Kafanchan”, just tell me. Anywhere your love leads (except of course Prison: prisons scares the life out of me) I will follow. All Chelsea fans are meat sellers and garage boys but if you agree to love me, I swear, I’ll switch to Arsenal which is for decent people. I want my children to come from you. If you marry me, your parents would not have to use money to buy meat again as I will provide everything. I will buy the finest of “bend down select” clothes for you even if I have to go out naked; I will buy the most expensive rubber “slipars shoe” for you even if that means my life savings will go for it and I have to walk bare footed; I will buy you a car (I think a ‘pick up’ befits you) and even be your driver. I am the king of the only one room mud castle in the village. Come be my wife and be the queen; our children will be princes and princesses there. You are my confessor, let me be your seeker. Never doubt me lailai. I will take care of you that your parents will fail to recognise you. If you marry me, I promise not to look at other women! What would I even look for that you don’t have in “surplus”. Though your tribal mark is a beautiful nonsense, I still love you. Love covers all things including ugly tribal marks. You ought to be thankful that the finest meat seller is writing to toast you self. I heard from Luku my friend that one boy that rides “okada” toasted you. See, he is a fraud. My love is real and his own is fake. When we marry, you can sleep on the bed and I will have no problem sleeping on the mat. I will use money to destroy you and also use money to rebuild you. Meat cannot finish so also my money. See, I have to go now and I’m expecting your reply. I love you from head to toe. Yours in Love, Taju Senior Butcher Malu Dara Abattoir
Posted on: Sat, 21 Sep 2013 18:37:19 +0000

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