Her beauty dazzles like the sun,
Her skin glows and grows,
Beauty deeply rooted in the skin,
Her smile a seductive trick.
Though her nkiruka has fallen,
Fallen like the walls of jericho,
But her azuka is soft like bread,
Many a man has visited her shrine.
She\'s a cheerful giver,
Who gives and takes,
A skillful hookpian,
Who hustle to survive.
Nail her not to the cross,
Maybe a victim of circumstances,
Things are hard, and she wants it hard,
Many are caught in the web.