The Gangster and his
horned love
Spread beef from west
to east
They stroll in ancient
strides
They are both beauties
and both beasts
Born a pretty golden
calf
Her leather to the gangster
is silk
Now a full grown dame
on all fours
She flashes many
breasts for sweet milk
Gangster loves his
lady’s slim tail
Fell in love on an
animal farm
As they roam the fine
country
They spread jungle
laws and evil harm
Moonlight walks
singing sweetly
They stop for a bite
at the local plantation
Eat up drink up and
shoot up the locals
Pack the guns and
leave the commotion
Cowboy movies come to
life
We enjoyed those bygone Spaghetti Westerns
But what we now have cuts
like a knife
Vicious Tuo Shinkafa Northerns
The lady and her
gangster
Daily in search of
dinner
She wears her ugly
perfume
He straps what makes
him the killer
They tip the waiters
well
Stomach full of
bullets; tipped into a grave
The Police all flee
the crime scene
The army did not hear
so cannot save
Next comes the funeral
processions
Black fabrics and
swaying leaves
Halleluyah Joy we
shall meet on that day
Then we pray, all on
their knees
Why love what seems to
kill us
For after murders by
cows and their lovers
The beef has no
enemies
We serve beef to all
the mourners
Most gangsters guard
their wares
With guns that cost
much less
But here the case is
different
Makes no sense but buy
AKs nevertheless
The gangster knows you
are all addicted
You will buy no matter
the human cost
Beef on a pedestal
higher than humanity
Shaki ponmon just buy
and ignore the mini holocaust
The gangster is a pimp
He sells his lover at
the right price
Then goes to recruit
another herd
For meat goes well
with jollof rice
Babawilly
Dr Wilson Orhiunu
16/01/2018
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