SOPHOCLES

Paraprosexia Like a thorn in the side Always present Yippee, what can I do Way too much Intoxicated by you Till dusk or dawn Here with me My constant distraction Enigma, the one I love

Is it the braids that makes you look cool? I used to wonder! Is it the crew cut, That projects your lovely face? Thinking out loud! Until I saw you now Then it dawned on me! Like the new sun at dawn You're always beautiful Yes you are, Omolola mi