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A Piece for Sugar Daddies |
I
strut along Oginga Odinga Street
Looking
for a lunch to quench my hunger
I
meet this old man in town
Who
thinks every pretty young girl in town
Is
on the search for a sponsor
I
hate talking about Sponsors
These
dirty old men littering the towns
Looking
for young pretty girls for warmth
In
exchange of their otherwise pathetic money
Without
knowing I prefer perfecting my kitchen skills
A
hobby to impress my long time boyfriend
Alleluia!
A
sponsor to me is a civilized sugar daddy
That
shameless promiscuous 67-year old man
Who
rears bulging potbelly leading a sorry life
This
thing who is unhappily married to an ugly Turufena
Whose
life swims in a mosaic of disappointments
And
failures which promoted him to a vindictive man today
A
combative man who grew up with a drunkard father
Who
was never taught how to be a man
A
little boy masquerading to be a daddy
No
wonder he is a stupid old man with teenage behaviors
Battling
with massive identity crisis!
An
intellectually dysfunctional moron
Who
spends his money on young ladies in town
Instead
of paying school fees for his two lovely kids
Or
buy a pair of heels for his ugly Turufena
Sponsors
are the widely viewed "Walking Dead"
Who
cares when tragedy befalls a sponsor?
Or
when thugs looking for trouble trouble him at night?
Why
should a married man drive home at wee hours of the night?
He
may be accidentally shot by gun men
But
who needs a dirty old man for a husband?
The
world is better off without one good-for nothing bastard
No
wonder some are killed by their greedy young pretty ladies in lodges!
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