A Dough Affection

To be in love with an African, An unreasoning love, a Dough Affection Holes all over My heart spilling love The light in her eyes my Joy, Her heart My heart's heart, A queen I could not forsake. An unreasoning love, a Dough affection, Your Dough,her priority Her lame love walked to me, Reaching for My heart A love dressed in deceit,beneath her dress A love in it planted a malign seed. Holes all over My heart spilling pains, Dawns her that I'm a maid to Dough A street urching, she called me, -(tout) Though I knew,it was nothing new, An unreasoning love,an affection of Dough, Abacha's food now My diet -(poison) True love is not as common as it used to be.