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WHERE IS THE LADY?

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Where is the lady?
Who helps her mum in the kitchen,
But would never steal a roasted chicken,
Virginity is her pride,
Until she got her price.

Where is the lady?
Who aims to be on top of the world,
With hard work filled with the grace of the Lord,
She demonstrates the commands of her God,
In her deeds and uttering of words.

Where is the lady?
Of noble parentage,
But she houses it all in a cage,
And gives alms to the poor,
To leave them happier than before.

Where is the lady?
That will make a home bloom,
For her unborn kids and groom.
For she’s the phantom of delight,
With endurance, strength, and foresight.

Where is the lady?
Whose teeth shine bright like the sun,
To family, friends and loved ones,
She detaches herself from solemn fun,
To portray a good example to her unborn son.

Where is the lady?
Of self-esteem and morality,
Who secludes from men’s rascality,
She is never caught slaying around,
While others’ works are speaking aloud!

Where is the lady?
That won’t move extra miles to gossip,
While others dwell in worship,
She wouldn’t hesitate to say sorry!
Even if heaven cries at her story.

Where is the lady?
That will never bleach her skin,
To please a player that’ll always win,
Neither does she deceive a guy for once,
Nor does she date a guy for bronze.

Where is the lady?
The so-called “Salt of Life.’
Who has all it takes to be a good wife,
That the world will love to have her forever
‘Cos she isn’t a heartbreaker.

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