:::Oniranu:::

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Oniranu!
Lies on your vegetable lips,
How that word well describes you?
As you sway your tiny hips.

Oniranu
A girl whose legs are attracted to boys.
Just a random girl with nothing to do.
Men are her money and toys.

Oniranu!
Of skin like rotton banana.
Hoping to be fresh but spoilt to the soul.
With another man in her cabana.

Oniranu!
Your fake lashes are about to drop.
Just like you dropped out of school,
Won't you ever stop?

Oniranu!
You called yourself sugar,
But no salt on your tongue.
You tattooed your butt, TIGHT!
Omo, you're wrong!







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