Die Love Thy Looks

Die love thy looks She isn’t a pretty face inside a reckless tent She isn’t a princess dice, only you could flip once With a voice of an angel all men are angles Drawn by the scent of her perfume ‘‘I PREDICT’ she is a poison to their feet’s Oh daughter of mine Let not these scumbags fill their bags With a taste of your descent kiss 0r a word of your passionate mind You worth more than just gold and diamond ‘‘listen to your voice’’ ‘‘Listen to your light Don’t let it die young like that There is a prince just for you my niece He will cross by in time He will love you not for looks He will find you inside your books Die love to those men, who don’t have shame Thy looks are not yours to stare at A good man will come her way someday Die love to those grumpy fools, who forsake their wives For just a look.... look aside she’s just a child Not even your size Oh! How wicked you men have turned! Oh! How swallow you have fallen Find yourself before you die in this shameful dirt Where you stand.... ‘‘Die love, thy looks! End