O Lady Luscious Poem by Folorunsho Obalugemo

O Lady Luscious



</>Heaven high shall I not promise thee,
Howbeit you will experience on hell
For thou shall suffer with me no necessity;
Though for your luxury, I never can tell.

So thine is, O Luscious Lady, my salary
And as you wish thou mayest expend it
Along with my royalties so dear but paltry.
Yea, my banker my account should debit.

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