Fine Boys

Fine boys
Always well dressed 
With style 
Attractive but destructive 
Never got a positive aim
Just to hit and go 
They love to play 
And got a lot of sweet words 
They know how to play 
With women 
They got them always 
At their feet with lies
Sweet tongue and fake romance 

Fine boys
They always look flashy 
With an empty mind 
They don’t care
So many also with 
An empty pocket 
They bring bitterness 
At ever end of their game
Always leaving women 
Crying 
Here you can understand 
That all that glitters 
Are not gold

Fine boys 
Always with a swag
Never willing to change
Or create one if not that 
Which fall to their game 
They are everywhere 
An easy way of earns means
Destroying relationships and 
Replacing with sadness 
Exploring money and sex
Just to move to another 
Spouse as always 
It easy cos is a business 
An addiction
A means of living 
They are always the first 
Choice 
Easily chosen by women 
But a bad choice 
That end with tears
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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