Unpopular
It wasn’t her looks
which made her so unappealing
No, ma’am ...
that girl is a certified cutie pie
It wasn’t her demure charm
that caused man-child rebel teens
to sissy shy away
No, sir ... that young, yet-to-be
buxom woman,
cocooned in a size 5 butterfly body,
is so Spanish Harlem Rose beautiful ...
Eyes don’t lie, so says
this fanboy fella: Ah- ooh ah
She’s gonna honey bee
a statuesque,
regal queen Latifah
According to my secret admirer,
local enquirer text send ...
why
is she so unpopular then?
Perhaps, it’s because
she refuse to let herself be deflowered
and degraded,
by silly boyz-to-men
That’s the type of Zulu woman,
me low-popularity humble soul want
as my better-half best friend
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