Darling mzanzi…gimme more,
gimme more,
gimme more time,
gimme more love,
I would love to abuse you,
Sorry, meant to say, I will like to hold you,
hold you tight squeeze your last breath,
suck your sweet dry lips until you burst with draught
I am your lover trust me you won’t die
Don’t panic, you in my arms,
I promise I won’t disappoint you
I will do as you expected as you feared
Don’t worry you ain’t going to die…
Gimme more so you live
I will live in abundance for you my dear
Don’t worry about your struggle
Don’t worry about your old thorn rags
Just gimme more,
gimme more of the less you have
don’t you know I am the father of the nation?
Gimme more kisses on the ballot paper
I need more
To keep you down to your position
With my empty promises
Now come on don’t cry
You know I lied,
Come on,
you didn’t believe me, did you?
really now, free education,
affordable electricity
I am not Baas what will I milk?
If not your tits, meant your bank!!
Wow... that is good... Can I have a copy if the book is out....
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