• aaretoluwalase 9w


    Eyinfunjowo, it is not my fault,

    Your beauty is driving me knots.
    I thought the beautiful ones are not yet born,
    But now, I know, I was wrong.

    You are the beauty of Eledumare made with fine clay...

    Don’t blame me if I misbehave, Ife re lo fa,
    Eledumare should hold the brightness of the day because your beauty forever Lights the world.