DON’T LIE AND DON’T PRETEND

Two juggles down the street
Flapping right to left
Jumping up and down
Naked… and no clothes
Twisted hairdo, light ebony
She is the woman that has gone mad
Sure you love the mad woman
Don’t lie and don’t pretend!
You love those breast of titanic size and length
YEEPAARIPA!!!
They are even bigger than two giant papayas

Don’t lie and don’t pretend!
You admire them while you go to the market place
With bushes all over her two towers dividing, left and right,
Her rabbit hole
You also praise her rabbit hole
And you love to be in there
To enjoy the comfort of your birthing process.

Oh you are not lying and you don’t pretend
That you love her nakedness and physical KABUOOLAAS!!!

You mean you don’t lie and you are not pretending
That such of mad woman is not your taste?

Then why lust after that woman
Who is half off the street and half in our world?
Then why pay to have her hips
If you don’t like that of the woman off her senses?

The one on the streets is all you need, I tell you
Since all you want is to get down the rabbit hole
Lying in-between the corners of that half mad and half human.
 That of a mad woman is best for you
Since she wouldn’t call the police
Or report you
Unlike the half mad and half human
Who knows the law.

Mide Benedict