THE SPINSTER'S SATURDAY SONG

Its another saturday
Sing with me, its another saturday
A day another spinster exits 'Spinsterhood'
That's how they marry in millions and engage in many thousands
Day climbs days, weeks swallow weeks...
Friends, foes, folks and family send you wedding invites weekly
You adorn your 'societal robes' and grace their glorious day
Your income wanes over incessant purchase of 'Aso ebi'
You are the unsolicited Photographer, 'Photo-journalist' and PRO of your younger friends' nuptials...
You update, upload and uplift other people's marital events...
You recently started rejecting gracious offers from friends to be their CBM: Chief Bride's Maid
You have performed creditably in this role timelessly in not less than fifteen weddings!
Every saturday is 'O wa nbe' things

That God remembers your neighbour should be signs that He is in the neighbourhood...
Instead of staying to be found, you are the one searching for what is not missing...
You drive past many men across miles to the prayer mountains seeking a man!
You sit beside the brother but his 'crunchy coat' does not impress you
You detest process and prospect, all you crave is prosperity and progress!
Your haughty nature blinds and blindfolds you...
You are not myopic of the rich and the good-looking but only the struggling and the rugged...
You are only hyperopic and hypermetropic of the influential and the affluent
When your contemporaries woo your kind, you suddenly develop astigmatism: distorted vision
When young Bachelors befriend you, you 'height' and 'eye' them
You cannot wait for a man to get a good job...
But you can wait 8 whole years for an imaginary groom to come back from America!
You asked God for a good man and he sent you one...
But you said you only like him as a friend!

Predatory as a Panther, Pretty and Proud as a Peacock
Puffy as a soaked bread, picky as a Pick-comb
As tall as the skies, as selective as the saint
You bestride the women folk like a Legend
Madam Professional spinster of no mean stature
Statutorily single lady of no mean repute
The 'Senior girl' who dresses and decks up like an Astronaut
She walks like she doesn't pee and talks like she doesn't wee wee!
She wants the cooked meal, not the raw deal
She wants to lick the stew with neither ingredient nor preparation!
Single, searching; not seeing because of standards...
You scream for help in religious camps because you are now thirty-something
You made prospective husbands hopeless boyfriends in distant past...

Let me ask you Madam 'I can't date a broke ass':
Was your father driving a Range Rover Sport when he met your mother?
Has he built that mansion before he tied the knot?
How many guys' vision have you assisted?
Great things have little beginnings,
To lick it, you must cook it!
To reap it, you must plant it!
To be found, you must be 'findable'!
Lower your shoulder! see correctly!!
Don't settle for less but reduce the stakes!!!
Made men are not found, they are made!
Wealthy men are not to be sought; they seek their match!
Stop looking; start seeing!
Be a wife or keep on dancing to the melodious tune of the Spinster's saturday song!

'Tosin Ayo,

(The 'word bank').