I am in search of a fairly tale, in search of that perfect prince charming, who’s going to sweep me of the ground, to the back of his white horse and ride off to forever happiness.
with a body like Christian Ronaldo, A face like John Legend not to forget the lips and the dimples.
whose mouth utters a perfect dialect like Eugene Wamalwa, And if he can work out A melody like Anto Neo Soul The better.
who will not be afraid To shed a few tears and declare his love for me, Just like Maxmiliano did for Maria Or Diego for Paloma.
Whose bank account and assets exceed Richard Brandson. From coast to coast we will land in private jets. Breakfast in Lamu Tamu, lunch in Lokichogio And enjoy the sun set In Kisumu city.
Diamonds and Sapphires will be just but toys. My perfect, perfect prince charming…
But then. ..
I am not a resident of fairly land, With a fairly godmother to change my fate with her magic wand, my tale to be told in fairly tales, My skin nothing close to snow whites, And my hair lacks even a single strand of Raponzos magical hair.
I am not rich and influential like Oprah Winfry, Neither can I shake my booty like Beyonce. I am just an ordinary girl, In search of an ordinary man who’s going to make me feel extra ordinary.