By Olulola Tolulope
Adunni Animashaun is beautiful
So beautiful; some men would kill just for a second to be with her
Soft as a flower, gentle as a dove
Her voice soothes troubled souls
Even the stars can’t compete with the glow of her dentition
In her eyes you’ll find a million desires awaiting fulfilment
She is perfectly carved; a template for the beautiful
My son, of your many desires; she shouldn’t belong
Set your priorities right and your eyes right on course
Don’t be carried away by her beauty, it’s deceitful
Don’t be moved by her smile, it’s a killer
The rhythm of her swaying hips pulls simpleminded men away from the narrow way
Her body, fair and smooth, is an enticement to hell
Her kisses will seal your fate
Her house is a den; those who visit never return whole
She is the Proverbs 7 woman, a complete opposite of the Proverbs 31 woman