Papi Poem by Joshua Obajobi

As you rise and edge to path to peak
Tilling your heart to suit to yield
Slip and twig I pray to flee
Your smiles that dance then I wish to see.

This paper I pray papi to wake
The marker may he stray and shake and shake
This papi may he say the best ever to take
His to swell to dash a sea of A.

Baba God I pray to give papi the mind of His
Her touch of pen to be a flow of knows with ease
Perhaps I be to get a pet amid her lips
Perhaps I be get a praise amid your kiss.