Just Like A Player - Poem by Zaira Cepe
There he goes
Like a celebrity in a stylish clothes
When he walks
All girls follow him like a fox
I just watch and laugh
Like a girl given a stuffed giraffe
I ask, "Is he that handsome? "
Then a girl respond, "I would kidnap him and give some ransom"
I was shock
There was someone behind the block
"What are you doing there? " I ask
She said, "I just want to look under this mask"
Why do all girls fall?
Is there some magnet in him, that's all?
That was the time I followed him
In a place, so dark there was a gleam
Then I saw him flirting with different girls
So he's not that precious like a dozen of pearls
Now I can say, he is a jerk, a girl slayer
just like a player.
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