Missing My Mistress
Hush! when will this
plane land?
just need my
mistress around.
Since two, have been
sitted in this
arriva',
hungry to see her
just swallowing
saliva.
Stretching my neck
to look,
as if to say am
reading a book.
To God, this is no
fun,
am just like a man
on the run.
Champagne shall we
pop,
drink, eat and leak
lollipop.
Am in love with this
my mistress,
even in trouble or
distress.
dedicated 2 Joy:
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