Dom,
Dom Moraes,
What sort of man were you,
That courted you Audrey Wendy Abbot and espoused her,
Again turned you to Judith
To Leela Naidu?
I do not understand your matrix,
Your love for Goa, Portugal and England,
Your English or Anglo-Indian stance,
Moraes, was to court, flirt and separate your attitude of life,
Couldn't you be loyal to anyone?
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