From Society To A Sweet Young GirlA Poem by Master K-tops
My sweet young Olanna;
You are nothing but a girl Clasp your laps and cross your legs Be sweet, gentle, calm and mute Lest you find no proper man. Curly hair and bright white teeth Sparkly dress and thin figure Worship beauty, leave out brains Grab the consciousness of men. Too much ambition harms you Strive to be the perfect wife For in eight-ten years to come You will reach your peak - marriage. © 2014 Master K-topsReviews
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4 Reviews Added on August 29, 2014 Last Updated on August 29, 2014 AuthorMaster K-topsIbadan, Oyo, NigeriaAboutI'm Kanyinsola,a Nigerian teenage adult. A student of the University Of Ibadan, Oyo. I currently major in Philosophy and minor in Political Science and Englsih Language. I am a writer in practice, hop.. more..Writing
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