Tele Text To My Precious Pearl

Tele text to my precious pearl Elegant victor in a nine ribs design Star-studded pageant that i know first The teacher i cannot pay salary Her sadness she hides to make me live Even when doubt, hatred and many to quit clouds she resist Returning soldiers of long lost to their barracks for reformation Always on the toe to fend like a lone ranger Doing so much to think womb man is also a Lancelot Ever consistent source of inspiration God made for so many she knows not Intolerance for indiscipline i have schooled from Talking , toiling , and always working to enhance result Esther, you are called; but i prefer a conqueror cause you have won so many battle to be called a KING. HAPPY BORNDAY MAMY,IYA OLUWATOSIN