by Oyindamola Shoola
What can you compare to wooing Halima?
When I try to greet her,
she "doesn't talk to strangers,"
and even when she greets me
she smothers me with "uncle."
When she sees me across
she takes off her glasses.
Will she rather fall in gutter
than fall in love with me?
If I say I love her,
she'll say "thank you."
But if I buy her sharwama,
respond with "I love you too."
I called her my ride or die,
and she bought me a helmet.
I said the light of my world,
she told me to "get a gen."
Halima, I'll add two inches so you'll notice me.
Should I adjust my baritone for you to hear me?
Or do I tell the angels to back up my sweet voice?
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