Sugar Mummy
sugar mummy
honey old rich mistress
so lonely yet so wealthy
her desire so close
yet so far
as she is so eager for love
men in her age don't needs her
any more
and now despite
she is rich and wealthy
she is now a hunter
for love
sugar mummy
a business
honey old rich mistress
yet you can never call her old
or else hell will rain on earth
she always feel young than
the youngest girl on the street
as she catwalk every time as
a model
she keeps her eyes open
cos she is a hunter
she knows the most young boys
in her area
she knows their needs
she knows most of the boys
are jobless some homeless
she knows most of them are from
poor families
she knows is easy to catch them
young with her
showers of wealth
sugar mummy
a matured young smart chaser
oh you are a sweet sixteen
the young lover swear
as he lays his head on
her warm big flat breast
in his heart he found a god saint
cos now he could
dress well
eat well
drive flashy cars
provide for his poor family
as his sugar mummy
showers him with her
material wealth
oh sweet sixteen
you are sweeter than
sugar another
bla bla bla
as the young fellow
lost after her wealth
sugar mummy
her charm is so strong
it killing alot young men
out there
she possesses alot power
yet
she possesses alot grives
as she glitters
with her cosmetic beauty
bewarn you young desperate boys
out there
what ever she gave away? is never for free
what ever benefit you gain
from her got a price
as long as you are under her
control
you are okay
once you say No
is better you were not born
so you see all that glitters
are not gold
not even with your
sugar mummy
Copyright © Richard Nnoli | Year Posted 2017
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