She’s got me held
Sometimes I talk sey I no go touch her
But my hands no dey corporate
My hands dey ache for her always
I don give my hands several options but e no wan gree
Press keypad, my hand no go hear
e sha wan touch am everyday
Anyway no be im fault. na because sey I gat to use her to write everyday
If I no hold her I no fi dey write una this article and poems
How I love my sweet pen.



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