In the stillness o a biribiri night;
I am, standing, feeling the cold.
Faka! Hah, it's Fiki calling me;
She says: come on inside Faka;
C'mon o'er here, and get warm.
Man's a woman, woman a man;
Twain, but is a one..sure's one;
Let someone not put asunder o!
Haaah, I am very thankful, Fiki.
I rush inside, straight...in Faka;
Sweet Sakara rolls begins play;
Faka-Fiki, oooh huh Fiki-Faka;
Faka-Fiki, oooh huh Fiki-Faka;
Man's a woman, woman a man;
Twain, but is a one..sure's one;
Let someone not put asunder o!
==========DEOLA======
deola mcaguns
Thursday, September 15, 2016
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