Ask the divorcee,
The divorcee woman,
What it passes on her heart,
Ask,
Ask her,
Say you,
You it not,
Let her,
Let her say,
Say it,
What this life,
Life of hers has,
What,
What love and living has,
Has?
Divorcing her,
Can you be happy,
Happy indeed?
Breaking her heart,
Can you be,
Be happy really?
You do not try to give tears,
Tears to the eyes of anyone
As the falling teardrops spare it none,
The teardrops falling from the innocent faces
And if heed you not,
You will turn,
Turn into a sinner
And all your activities sinful.
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