Rich Daughter Poem by Husna Chikwela
Rich Daughter
It is morning and noon,
Sun rise and night moon,
Rich daughter will be soon.
She has many clothes for wearing,
Get bored time of bathing,
In the room just wondering.
Happy smile to be sharing,
See them and just dividing,
If mom shout just looking.
Stay and live with few,
Many of the are new,
Relatives know how to sew.
She is proud when are near,
Become worse if are dissapear,
Very polite if has fear.
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