The Almighty gives,
God-father has,
It's not me,
Said he.
Hearing him, asked I,
Gentleman, it's your or God
Who is fathering more and more
And the wife turning into a skeleton?
It's true God gives,
But not always,
For your all works,
God is not solely responsible.
A father of so many,
What is your plan, say you,
Say you, O, gentleman
Or may I call you a villain?
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