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If Wishes Were Horses

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I want to be first and last in Forbes list

Stand between Dangote, Jeff Bezos and Otedola, and not be the least

I want to jettison to space

Make Love on the stars with a sheath made of expensive lace

I want to call Genevieve on my phone

Without my girlfriend having to leave me alone

Is it too much to ask for a threesome

Even though I'm not too handsome

I want my name to be tattooed on an Arab princess breasts

So all the royalty in her life will know I climbed that throne first

I want my ancestors to see me and cheer

Proud of that black man, being a head by getting head from them white women, now that's fair

I want to swim in a pool filled with champagne and Moet

Dancing to Adele and Asa's duet

I want to go back to Port Harcourt in a Lamborghini

Paid and bought by me, not the one my papa give me

I want to jump from a plane and mountains, basking in endless euphoria

Fall in Love or dive deep into it with girls bearing names like Gloria and Eucharia

If wishes were horses

It will be just us

But these side attractions

Keep redirecting my erection


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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