Dear sister
A man’s favorite sport is girls
The only club he plays for is himself
His friends are his fans
And impressing them is a necessity

Dear sister
Don’t be too happy when he bullies you with uncommon vows of love
He actually loves you
Just long enough for his friends to cheer him

When he looks at you with exaggerated admiration
It’s the medal of commendation from his fans that excites him
And those words he uses are pick-up lines
His best friends used and found out that they worked

Dear sister
You are beautiful not incomplete
Overcrowd yourself with self love
Else good actors will tear you in pleats

Dear sister
When he tells you he loves you to death
Be careful; he might love you
To death
© Kingsley Alfred