OMALICHA
©Benaiah Franklin Worika
Omalicha, nwanyioma
I am the director & supervisor
Of The Vector Surveyors
I'm not here to roast you
But toast you, I boast in you
The spark from your eyes
Is enough to make a sunrise
Your prominent acquiline nose
Is all I need for a daily dose
A kiss from your lips like Snow white
Makes me soar high like the kite.
Asa mpete, hehehe
The answer from your bum-bum
Can settle the most difficult conundrum
Even the wind from your anus entrance
Smells sweeter than the best fragrance
Adaobi my "loff"
My sweet sweet jollof
You're tastier than the meal of Madam Kofo
We'll roll together not minding those tatafo
Please don't let those men browse your network
Baby, all of them no get work
With our hands held we'll walk past them
It will do nothing than pepper dem
Akwa ugo, egwu eji
All night and day I shall rest
On the 2 FIFA balls on your chest
Let me look into your eyes and say 'baby pana'
Your eyes as cute as santana
You're my rainfall that washes my past
You're my snowfall my first and last
Omalicha, nwayioma
I am the director & supervisor
Of The Vector Surveyors
Give me your hands
And I'll walk you down down the Isle
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