I Hate Nonsense Poem by Raimi Babatunde

Gather here, let's gossip
Why do they all have same lines?
They meet you one time
Next they ask, "Did you miss me? "
Who misses a mere acquintance?

Next to that they ask?
Where do you work?
Are you the director of employment?
By this singular query
They put you on a financial scale
And weigh your networth
Lazy ass good bad guys

Even when you allow the flow
He begins to lick his lips
Like "Oke Mkpi na gbaroha Ewu"
They are easy to spot
They can "speak, spark, spoke" big grammar
Ladies beware!

Have you ever met one
Who really combines his clothes well?
Not wearing coats of many colours
Like the "Ekwe" Masquerade in Calabar
They all need to apply
And go through a finishing school

Grant them a date
They want to touch everything
As they also try to impress
With a dance step he barely knows
Dancing "Atilogwu"
Instead of "Shakushaku"

"Have you eaten? "
As if you sent me money for food
That rubbish must stop this year
Not that you even have intention
You can't even afford point and kill
If I were hungry, i won't ask you

What are you putting on?
This line is very popular
Annoyingly irritating
Especially when we just met
If you want a lap dance
There are several strip clubs
Be their guest!

What do you know about romance?
You have not brushed
Yet you want early morning kiss
Kiss kill you there!
So you can pour me saliva
You need to check your breathe
I just don't know how to tell
But I just did!

Don't tell me sorry
When you are not really sorry
Beyond money
You forget important dates?
Yet you act like you remember
Mr. "I am always right"
Not that I believe you
I just marvel at your stupidity

The last time I visited
You asked if I have transportation fare
A gentleman gives without asking
Go ahead if you want to give
You even paid the bikeman
And collected the change
"You be confirmed 'Aka Gum'"

You feed me with a little portion
Yours, the cup runneth over
And you call that love
All that nonsense must stop
Yes they have to stop
Because I hate nonsense
Now that I have spoken
It's best you arrange yourself
So what happened in 1932
Will never repeat itself again

When we go shopping
You hold my hands firm
As we pass through stores
As though you really love me
Meanwhile you are trying to save cost
"Stingy kill you there! "

If you identify with these
Make some noise
Let me know you are here
That I be not alone
For together we roll
Strong independent women
Afterall, who really needs a man
Who is really not man enough