Face Book Girls Poem by Godfrey AnguaMante

I had a crush on this lovely lady
She came from Ghana, I came from Haiti
She was the first among so many;
The loves of my life if there were any
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It was such a crush on this lovely lady
Her name was Hilda and I Fuseni
I always tried to let her hear me
I wanted to get her to also love me
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We chat a lot, Hilda and Fuseni
Over the phone on face book maybe
I had never seen her, back in Haiti
But I’d fallen for her, this lovely lady
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I never cared if she had herpes
Or mass cancer or even epilepsy
All I knew was I had fallen from Haiti
In love with this lovely pretty lady
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But then a time came for me to leave Haiti
To come to Ghana, the government would pay me
I came with a thought from this land of Haiti
To meet with her, this lovely lady
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She lived in Accra, the phone calls did aid me
I’m talking about this lovely lady
I was head over heels to meet with her
Whether poor or rich I didn’t care
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And so I came searching, if she could see me
Searching and begging to meet this lady
To whom I had wired a lot of cash
But the search was hard the walk was harsh
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And then a call came, it came from this lady
I whispered in my mind, oh my dear baby
She told me something that she didn’t love me
And never hoped to ever see me.
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I couldn’t believe what she had told me
Was it real that she didn’t love me?
I still had to meet with her
At least I thought that was fair.
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So I arranged to have her traced
Through her line, and I was amazed
To find that this lovely lady
Was never a girl, she wasn’t a maiden.