I Don'T Want To Get Married To Pretty
I don't want to get married
To pretty
Every man
will steal a look of her.
I don't want to get married
To Beauty,
She might not only belong to me
I don't want to get married
To Beauty,
She is colourless,
I might not know Her true colours.
I don't want to get married
To Beauty,
Beauty is a masquerade,
And I might never see her
True face.
I don't want to get married
To beauty
She will full my eyes
And trouble my soul
I don't want to get married
To Beauty,
She is a deep blue sea.
And I might never be able
To swim to the deep
Part of her heart
I don't want to get married
To Beauty,
It is a tool
And might be used against me
I don't want to get married
To pretty
She is a smoke,
And she might vanish away
I don't want to get married
To Beauty,
I might be The
Lion slayer
I don't want to get married
To Beauty,
She is a red poison
And might eat my gentle
Soul away.
I don't want to get married
To Beauty
She is pain
And She is vain.
Copyright © Gideon Idudje | Year Posted 2020
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