Dark skinned girl with rosy cheek, million dollar
Chinese hair and a shoe whose heel can help you climb to the 2nd
floor of Holiday Inn Hotel.
Her earrings can chain 5 hard core
criminals to be transported to Nsawam Prison.
The extended eye lash is making her blink
every second as if she was under a running tap.
She steps out and the little boy who is
interested in painting asks “whose graffiti is this?
What a shame the little boy thinks you are
a painting, well I don’t agree any less.
The colour of her lips reminded the school
girl of a drawing she colored.
She is the envy of the army officer because
her bag can help him pack things needed for a 3 week mission.
WAIT…..
Is that a dress or it looks like a dress? Hmm
well let’s settle for it’s a dress.
It’s like one hand of the dress can’t find
its bearing so it’s off the dress and as I wondering why the frontage of the
dress is like the phone lock pattern of a guy who has a 3rd degree
stalker girlfriend, then I realized that the back of the dress is also gone
covering only from the waist below to the thigh and the only thing that flashed
my mind was maybe she was cutting something and the dress was beneath it so it
suffered the consequences of the cutting.
In conclusion the dress is the relationship
status of many females on Facebook; “it’s complicated” but a dress that cost
not less than the monthly salary of a zoom lion personnel is not to be thrown
away I guess.
The dress is clinging to her so much as if
that is the one dress that Ministry of Trade and Industry is looking for to
export to Haiti but she doesn’t want to give it out.
Her nails will make you wonder if she is
responsible for the tribal marks on our fellow brethren from the Northern part
of Ghana.
She twists and hops - like a car driving at
top speed to a remote village whose road is full of pot holes - in the name of
cat- walking.
She gets into her multi-million car and when she passes by you, you might think it’s an ambulance because which
other vehicle makes such noise with disturbing music?
If you want the
whole world to be in stand still as if they were waiting for a re-run of world
war 1, dare scratch her car. “ are you stupid or something (she meant more than
stupid), how dare you scratch my car, do you know how much it cost, I bet your
father can’t even afford it”.
Oh yeah, he could
buy a private jet if he didn’t have a family to take care and tithe to pay.
She never pays her
tithe in the name of she is not working and no one pays her.
Ooh, you are
surprised at her outburst.
All the work on
her body and the effort she put in it, did she rob the bank? No she didn’t but
I bet if everything on her is equated to money, she could pay the school fees
of a little girl in the village and be she would be celebrated.
The car and all
that is from her world savings so as it stands, the account is empty and the
human graffiti is also empty, I bet it’s even now.
What needs to be
told her?
WATCH OUT FOR
CHAPTER 2 OF BEAUTY ON A BUDGET.
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