There is a kind sweet woman named Fariba,
A perfect mom, a pure soul, I offered her my viva
She makes Great foods,
She is always in a peaceful mood,
She also likes to be the diva.
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I would like to translate this poem
dear Ellias.if i want to comment on this limerick i have to black 2 or 3 pages cuz this subject is really hard one and no one even cant appreciate his or her mother even our mums. your mum must praise this limerick~nb