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Aug 2014
Saturday it was the day he said hot ***/
Though it seemed away and not within reach or thought/
Hot *** was what was brought forth/
Tightened up enough to keep things hot and buzzing/
Saturday it was a day before we got *******/
Before there was no turning back to the old ways/
Looking here and there back in those days/
Time was moving fast at times not moving at all/
Patience wore out fast perseverance would not last/
Saturday it was the day he said hot ***/
Cars trumpets drums and what not/
Ensured that on Sunday he would be prepared/
Ready to face the relation that few choose to dare/
Even when they do they seldom last a year/
Today as the world leaves in fear/
Fear of commitment to the ones we love/
The we would give everything for/
The ones we knew and know now the ones we adore/
The friends we need not call in times of want/
For they know what we are they are engraved in our hearts/
The ones we would say I do in front of a crowd/
Those of whom we are proud of from the start/
Saturday the day when he said hot ***/
It was hot the food was hot she was hot/
Saturday the day when he said hot ***/
© ISSAI
hot ***!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ISSAI MASHINGO
Written by
ISSAI MASHINGO  ARUSHA- TANZANIA
(ARUSHA- TANZANIA)   
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