A story of a girl who dreamt of a knight.
Fell for a gigalo without her might.
His life like a hive with so many wives.
For him not enough, though ten or five.
A call of a granny can make his day.
A penny from a nanny can make him play.
Though saggy or old, though big or small.
Count doesn’t matter, beside or by phone.
The more they are, for him it gets better.
A life with a gigalo, for some is fine.
But what she says, “Just not my style”.
1 comments:
hehe v gadha ingay.. V molhah describe koffa thi othy. Nanny suites her too.
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