Bismillahi Rahmani Rahim

This lady needs nothing. She’s got cute shoes, a nice ‘fit.

A Hijab, gloves and a purse that’s a bit

mo expensive than the car you’re drivin

She’s got a beachhouse, a chauffeur wit sumn in na linin’

And no scars, she wants to see how far you’ll go to please her – Pluto or Platoon

One of Saturn’s many moons…

No phone. Think of something. A hot air balloon. A four thirty two hertz tune.

A singing telegram saying “I am that I am!”

“And I don’t want you to fall in love.

“You’re too intelligent.” Don’t press or shove.

Envelop me in a lyrical hug.

That is, if you can get my ear, whisper something I want to hear

Like:

I want a F.O.I., that loves الله سلام و and lives accordingly

Buys me stuff and treats me lovingly…

I want Roses everyday.. Rubies and Diamonds

Respect whenever I’m in

His presence.

PRESENTS!

That I would never think of.

Spiritually, Mentally and Physically fit

A pleasure to be wit

Makes me laugh and teaches me stuff…

Wears links on his cuff

Clean, neat and well groomed

Comes in a room like BOOM!!

Knows the white race is doomed

Ready, willing and capable

Financially secure and stable

He’ll be with me for life

As Husband (ZAWJI) wa (wife) ZAWJATI