MANYU WOMAN, WHAT A WOMAN
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Poem by: Prisca Smile
MANYU WOMAN, WHAT A WOMAN
With wrinkles for generations
Generations whose foundation you laid
The foundation that drained your sleep
So, like a perishing soul you managed to cheep
MANYU WOMAN, WHAT A WOMAN
Your lips know no complain
Even with Arthur’s deepest pain
You use them to bless and pray
So, your children never go astray
MANYU WOMAN, WHAT A WOMAN
To school you’ve never been
Yet, the best teacher you have been
So great men are the works of your hands
Cos with love you gave your commands
MANYU WOMAN, WHAT A WOMAN
If the world still doesn’t know you
Then Guinness Book has some work to do
For your labor has not been in vain
When your head was used as a wain
MANYU WOMAN, WHAT A WOMAN
Today we wait for your medial of recognition
Cos the world must come to admission
That the wrinkles on your face
Are the foundations of the Bellevue Palace
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