My Lover Is Coming To My House Poem by Michael Eziudo

Yes! My lover is coming to my house
I am cleaning my room and dusting my bed
Uncockroach the cupboards and let out the rats
Spray the room and let airfreshner condition its scent
I hope it doesnt become stuffy
My lover is coming to my house

My lover is coming to my house
This rice on fire doesnt want to cook on time
This stew well planned, well seasoned
I hope it doesnt run a stomach
I am tensed and overdoing
My lover is coming to my house

My lover is coming
This generator doesnt want to be a dependant
O, blame the power sector, I shan't be deterred
Film watching is a distraction in the air of love
My lover is coming

My lover is come to my house
The turkey shall be eaten and the cla-cla of the dishes shall be heard
And after
The sound of the endless kisses The kpra-kpra of the nylon covered mattress shall discomfort the neighbours and the sound of their hisses shall be my propelling force
My lover is come