Monday, 25 April 2011
Thursday, 14 April 2011
If I know it is the last time
That I will be seeing you
Walk out of door
I will give you a big hug en kiss
And call you back one more time
If I know it will be the last time
I stare an extra minute at you,
I will stop en say “I love you”
And show you I do
There will always be another day
To say that “I love you”
And certainly there is another day
To ask “Is there anything I can do?”
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone
Rich or poor, young or old,
Loved or hated,
And today maybe the last chance
So get hold of your loved one tight
Never regret not taking extra time
For a smile, a hug or kiss
Coz you were too busy to grant
Someone what tortured but
To be their last wish.
So hold your loved one close today,
And whisper in their ear
How much you love them dearly
Take time to say I’m sorry, please,
Forgive e and thank you or it is ok
You will have no regret for today
Just in case of anything,
I’d like to say I love you from
Deep inside my heart and will
Never REGRET doing so.
Are you a candidate?
- Ø You have grown a beard?
- Ø You’ve got a deep, blurry voice?
- Ø You are worried about marriage?
- Ø You are a staunch fan of …
- Ø You pretend to love English league results?
- Ø You are learning how to be a good father?
- Ø You are talking of “in our times” to your klids?
- Ø You’re an expectant father?
- Ø You are counting days “time barred: in chuo?
- Ø You are anxious to face a whole world out here?
If you have all these factors, welcome to the outside world. It is
And so guyz you know I can’t write personally to all of you. Ma first letta (it was dirty.hop haikufika) I told you that I got to chop heard. Now your days are fast running, riddliong is over and all that’s left is to plan how to face your opponent in battle. Arm yourself.
Any way ma letta was a fake, some made up Hollywood or Nollywood. I am still Davy
· Still mummy’s kid
· Shy and
· Upper freak of chiqquitas
Hey chaps now take to your books (the only way to that brainy gal you’re eyeing).
I’m not yet to meet my real woman.
We’ve been singing thug luvin’ till we’re now screaming uuuuui!!!! And thinking wow!!!
Tell me u can stomach a bomb blast and I’ll buy you a Rolls Royce.
Still cookin’ in the mashambani area
Mama says: do it for me boy. Do it!!