Legends Of The Zanga Poem by Raimi Babatunde

Sucking is our heritage
It is our culture and tradition
You loose your culture, you loose yourself
Is there any juice sweeter than "Bobby"
Not even cold stone ice cream with waffles

Even if nothing comes out of it
We like it like that; a natural curative
Kissing without sucking is like a bee without honey
If you master this act my friend
You'll never need to ask thereafter

It's not like your natural orange
Youneed to handle with care and caution
Add some vanilla or chocolate
Men! Your life will never be the same
Terms and conditions applies though
Else, "Na Panti you go find yourself"

You see those finely carved balls
They are like the gateway to paradise
They come in different shades and sizes
If you have tried the round, east west or tear drop
Narrow, asymmetric or bell shape
You are a true legend of the Zanga

With a tendency to reduce breast lumps
And also the chances of cancer
What about aiding blood flow and smooth skin?
This brings the real you and aids cross-
immunotherapy
And stress hormones are destroyed, naturally

Tickle the hyper-sensitive nerve endings
It can trigger the heartbeats to 110 beats per minute
The milk is a natural therapy for cancer
And can restore the immune system and the likes
Do it right; who knows maybe you can be lucky afterwards
That she may allow you advance further north