I call her my personalized party crasher
She walked into the room and all heads rolled
Every eye stayed fixated on her alone
As she stole the attention with her dashing smile
There was grace on her feet as she danced
I closed my eyes and was lost in a trance
My feet gave way as I couldn't even stand
She is indeed quality, I call her Teke brand
The way her set of teeth flashed like diamonds
The way her attire was perfectly shaped for her body
The way the headgear looks like factory fitted with her head
I could see every man in the room pick up their jaws
I am totally fascinated by the thrill of your drill
Look at how your presence has given everyone a chill
Oghenetekevwe, you effortlessly dress to kill
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