by Opeyemi Odeyale
They say I am mad
To have married an old man
They say it’s because of money
I decided to call him honey
Yes to hell with love
But it’s definitely not lust
He said I was beautiful
And I found him dutiful
Since he had all I wanted
I went ahead and heeded
He adores his new wife
Hell yeah she is his life
Now do not judge my course
It really aint my fault
For now he is dead
And to me goes all his wealth.