The gorgeous wife of brother Willy
Sister of two, mother of three
A loving daughter of my Uncle and Auntie
Who raised her up untiringly
Her name is the song
that seasons sing
Her voice is cold as the chill
that autumn brings
When you take a look
her sweet sweet smile
It will bring happiness
'til a hundred mile
If I were Michaeangelo
She will be my Madonna
But uf I were Leonardo
She's better than Mona Lisa
When I am away
And my mom is in bed
Her love and support was never failed
Until the time that my mother dead
Oh Sweet Maritess, cousin of mine
May your love and kindness
Will continously flow
Like the river of Rhine
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