If in my life maledictions multiply
I interrogate the lifestyle I lead
Asking why I attract the fly supply
I don't need. For plausible peace on nimble knees I plead.
If amorous aspects should go wrong
I ask why misfortunes move my gate
When my life should grow strong
Because I deserve a dandy date.
If my tangy tongue spreads among daughters division
I regret I'm the solitary seed
I vow to surrender to the salvation supervision
And my blues discard the withdrawal weed.
If I kill joy with my malice mouth
I repent and denounce the serpent
Bending and vending silly sentences South
Till on my knees I reverse my evil event.
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