A'fore every person
She wishes to have him to herself daily
In the presence of all people
She has a hug for him daily
Said to all but him
She will perish without him
Displayed before all persons
Eternal affection for him
In his presence only
Hate is his breakfast
Curses are his lunch
Attacks are his dinner
And for his after meal accolade
Poverty-cine and dis-arm of wealth is worked at him endlessly
This is that which is said will perish without him
That which has come to kill him
A seemingly repentant mamba
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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