Woman, Caution Your Dangling Breast. Poem by Driven Endowed

Get me a Chair and let me talk to you dear woman,
Let me advise you on how to make your dangling breast a man,
Let me unveil something to you with truth,
For these her unpleasant acts I do not persevere with.
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Teach her how to live in the sight of vine-leaves,
Learn her how to dress moderately in public,
Tutor her with good things in white hope;
Let her not be a choleric,
Lecture her the ardeous subject which is manner,
For this her manner can't be presented where holy people eat Manna.
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She derived this from nobody but from you,
You handled her with a stainless hand,
You breastfeeded her with a bitter milk,
You delved her head into a wrong pathway,
You hold her case like a pitch of Salt,
You free her like a Bird for all you care;
You are a bad egg upon her fortune.
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Were you not ears burning of what she did yesterday?
You have spoile her with your fragile care,
You have corrupted her with her weightless care,
Which can be easily amended illegally.
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Amend your pathway for her to amend hers too,
Breastfeed her with the natural milk given to you by God,
Let her know the difference between good and bad too,
For her not but to come on board.

.Woman, caution your dangling breast!