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A LETTER TO MY CRUSH
..By Ola Vincent Omotade

So i started the letter with few Yoruba poetic lines

Omo tuntun kan tide adugbo...
Elumide loruko re , omo baba ELU ni o!
Adumaradan, omo eleje tutu.
Ara mi aya ti mo ba ri ni kuutu.

After reading this Yoruba serenade, she took the letter to read with great admiration, she read out the name on the letter

 "Ola Vincent Omotade.."

She hisses "mtchewwwwww"

Joke the cool headed, smiles as this words bounced off her vocal chords

"who wrote you a letter? she said

Oh, the letter is from this guy who calls himself
Ola Vincent jare..

Joke answered, that poet ko, the one crushing on you, lets see what he wrote there now, a romantic poem i guess..

I don't know for him.
Joke hijacked the letter from her  and read to the room of six.

Dear Elumide,

"Be a Good girl and face your studies, keep a straight face, don't talk to boys, talk to girls only..you could talk to Vincent anyways.. You know he is a  man of God "

Lol.. I wrote this onset paradox, its a letter. What if mumcy sees this letter first..? Then i'm done for.

But Mide if you're reading this, its a medical note, a summary of a lecture you missed while you were home. Mummy if you're reading this, you don't need to. Trust us, its purely academical.

Yea.. Mide
With no intended insolence or schematic plot of tomfoolery towards you, l'll like to remind you of how breathtakingly  gorgeously you look.

 Any human who desperately needs to see the Arabaribitiness (Almightiness) of God should  come to Osun state, where you, Elumide was birthed.

God's enviable creation,  i think i have a feel of what heaven looks like since heaven resides with you, visibly with a topnotch nose, edible looking lips,  resplendently glowing eye balls, aesthetically radiating sets of teeth, a perfected height and gratifying shaped curves..

Please accept these as an appreciation of architectural eloquence through you holy kisses (Romans 16:16) lol , hugs and accolades aplenty..

See you soon..

#Yours dearly
#Pastor Ola

Who knows, if mummy would skim through the letter to the last word to see who wrote it..

Laughs

 #PoetryPowerPeople

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