The fact is firm and straight
like a manhood that can't wait,
that I'm in love with a nun…..
a gem brighter than the sun.
Her face is like the noon,
her breasts like the full moon.
She has a perfect skin
that can force a pope to sin.
She's such a gorgeous gift
causing a lunar shift…..
the flower moon of May
is now December's prey.
Her lips are so tempting,
her poise is tormenting.
She has a bold backside…
for a perfect romance ride.
In this case, if love is death
I shall gladly yield my breath.
I'd die without a fear,
to be born-again by her.
The fact is firm and strong,
obviously I can't be wrong.
I'm in love with a nun…….
an escapade long begun.
David O. Olusanya
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