Survival Poem by Ojedokun Adeola

Turn the gold round my neck, and i'll hold you close to me,
Choose to keep me closer, and i'll call you mine.
Keep me in your bossom, i'll keep feeding your bowels
Say you'll stay forever, i'll live with you forever.

Even when my costless buttocks aches, i'll keep
Loving you, and my supple balls dry of cherry
I'll keep cheching you.
When my counting feets slip, i'll fall into your will
When i see courage then, i can eat my porridge
And feed your horses with forage.

You've made my brewing eyes dropp counts of fears, calling
My chin a safer step to victory.High my shoulders bulge, speaking more of your force that has kept me on spot.
Call me when i'm away, for i'm always with you, from wherever you tread i'll always re-dress you.
With great passion, just to keep praising you.

For you are my heart, more than my gold have told,
More than my deepest desires say,
I seek your face to admire.
You are my revival,
Only in you i see survival.