Curiosity Killed the Cat
Unleash the kitty
The little boy thought of himself witty
Locked up in his room infront of the screen
Submerged in the screams
A lasting string that will follow him to his teens
Internet tasted like mint, to him
Abundant and innovative, yet aromatic to
His flaming desires
And that national geographic!
Oh my oh my
Exotic women in their little strings
Covering their little things
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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