A poem for Gathoni

Don't be lured by her sparkle
When she chuckles!
Or the curvatures of coconut breasts
If you make her your wife you'll be buffled....
You will know Gathoni is a beast!

"She will make you mop your house,
Then make you do the laundry.
You will wash pack pants,
And cook for her when
she's hungry."

Don't be marvelled by her hips,
Or the gleam that glows on her lips
If she comes to your house to sleep,
Hide your knives or forever you'll weep

"She will bury your balls in her palm,
And squelch them until they burst.
She will make you genderl-ess and run,
Being a man will be part of your past"

Don't be fooled by the width of her legs,
Or the thinness of her wonderful waist
If you make her your missing rib,
Then know she's not the type
You can keep....