When I'll choose a partner,
I won't run in a poshy suite,
I'll trod on the muddy routes,
Deep in the big bush,
For I need a real person who knows no guise.
When I'll choose a partner,
I'll keep off far fetched faces,
I'll go for a natural Chiquita,
Who won't wake my artistic ventures with complains,
Of masks peeling off guard,
Of make ups disappointments,
Fake brows dropping,
Chest drooping,
Of butts misfits and misfire...
When I'll be choosing a partner,
I'll go for one without an alien accent,
That seems magnificent,
Until it ceases to be decent,
And the fraud of a nascent,
Exposes the ideal lady innocent...
When I'll choose a partner,
I'll go for a natural Chiquita,
One with genuine beauty,
An epitome of demeanour,
And a great sage in the making,
Whose simplistic approach is a complex to the 'models'...
When I'll be choosing a partner,
I'll keep in touch with the nature,
I'll grab a raw, tampered not fruit,
A first season flower,
An apple that will honey my life,
A chili that will see off the chills in my chilly times...
#Nomys_Madness
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