You have the audacity to disrespect me after everything I did for you
Valuable advice on your life, you never can repay
You see me wear a lovely dress instead of a compliment you dare say:
'I can see the outline of your body and I want to touch and kiss your lovely breasts'.
And that is supposed to be a compliment to me?
How would you feel if some guy said that to your daughter or to your niece?
The last time I look this is a free country
I'm free to wear what I want, not that what I wore was a sleazy number
It is your dirty thoughts, you dirty old man - get your mind out of the gutter! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem