This is a very serious matter oooh! In fact it is a matter of urgency else somebody is about to join her grandfather 6 feet yonder. Last I checked, the fine boy actor have been missing in action for how long now? ... Six years? Five years? Possible more than that…? I’ve lost grasp. I hear death beckoning.
Last night my BF had a dream. She saw herself in immaculate white walking down the aisle with the dude. I screamed malaria. Another shrieked spirit husband. Our odd roommate… always the odd one out was her only thread of hope; “It is possible”… her odd input. So the assignment began… “Doris, sing the alarm, spread the word, do something, anything, to ensure Pat hears the whispers.” Who do I blame? The pen is my sword…my creed, a curse of nature… a route I voyaged. Yes your Excellency!
Pat Attah, if you can hear my voice, read this post, know that you’ve stricken a heart. Are you still single? Are you married? I dare not care. I am but a messenger. So hearken to this call and spare my pen of more ink.
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