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In her tummy a baby kicks
May be one, two, even three
She’s fourteen not yet eighteen
Puberty rushing her out of her teen
Fleshy thoughts, foxy eyes follow the thing
To temptation she yields, like honey to a bee
She’s fourteen not yet eighteen
In her tummy a baby kicks,
May be one, two, even three
Written by: SAm dE POet
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
