Tuesday, 3 February 2015

I NEED A BLOW JOB.


 
Who will rescue me from this odd feelings
Breezing in my mind this love season
The feeling of this crazy random thought
I wish this hazy feeling they could stop.
Though, Its true I'm a little emotional,
Erotic and sometimes irrational
But that's only occasional
So, Its high time to be a true professional.
Who will rescue me from this odd feelings
Burning in my mind like a raging fury
This emotions urging me non stop
All I wish for is a serious blow job.

Seriously I think i need a blow job
I'm tired of talking of you and I making love
Every time I tried this I end up being hurt
So I have decided the door of my heart to be shut
I have tried severally but its not working
Because the man on top is faking ecstasy while rocking.
Truly these people around me really sucks
They don't care about my feelings not even yours
I'm tired of seeing them abort new destinies
Tired of recording this act in my daily diary
All I want to do is the right bombing
Give me a blow job and I will start the right purging.

I need a blow job since i have no job
Graduates on the street moving aimlessly with no work
Like a sheep that has lost within the flock
All they do is smoke and dance away their time round the clock.
But these people claimed they created one million jobs
Yet we heard only the sound of boko million guns
They could not even cub corruption on their busy shelves
This government I see is only for themselves.
Well, he said corruption is different from stealing
Maybe that's why he allowed them all to toil with our feelings.
I heard a mole is in his holy cabinet
That is why in his government insurgent is solely evident
They kept relocating innocent souls to their untimely tomb
Since they can't protect us from these boko bombs.

Seriously I need a blow job
I need someone to strap around me this boko bombs
And show me the pathway to Aso rock
Maybe I can give Patience and other advisers a tight hug
Also i might be lucky to meet Mark and his cohorts
After carrying out this tidal surge,
I promise it will be a great purge.
Truly I'm tired of seeing the shedding of innocent bloods
It's obvious this government don't even give a f*ck
Living life unconcerned like a crazy thug
Since they couldn't rescue our girls from these boko boys
Then I need to give someone a suicide hug.
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I'm tired of hearing this Papa Deceive Pikin rhythm
Song of fake transformation by the clueless heathen
Our refineries are still confirmed not working,
With subsidy, our intelligence they are still mocking.
Electricity is dancing Skelewu to Skelemba
Still Epileptic every January to December
Maybe NEPA could not unleash the dragon like Sisqo
That's why they changed the name from PHCN to DISCO.
Sorry, our degrading Education is not even a topic
Its the reason why all students disapointingly closes one eye and dance shoki
Our Naira is devaluating while our oil reserve depleting
Everyday our oil money is reported missing
So give me one reason this urge to purge has to stop
Seriously, i think i need a blow job.

I really really think i need a blow job
Someone tell Shekau to strap on me one of these bombs
Show me the road that leads to Aso rock
Or together we could commence a road work.
Tell him to stop tormenting the market people in Baga
And other small villages like chibok and bama
He should reduce his job in Maiduguri, Borno and Yola
Rather, let's surprise them in some government houses like Ebola.
Please give me this job,
Strap around me these whole boko bombs
Let me die like a martyr carrying out this necessary purge
And I will know I died for a true course.

I hope someone will stop my crazy thought
Because I think I really need a blow job.

Yommybishop®…January 2015 (Musing of The Preachers Son)

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