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My Prudent Boy
We missed you my sweetheart
many years away from us
You left when you were twelve
Now look at you!!
You have grown like a tree.
Here you are more handsome
Educated to the highest level
You went overseas to get education
I am proud of you my love
You are going to lift this family
We are proud of you.
Go to the courts my love
Rule with justice without haste
Let the sky be your limit
Do not listen to bad people
Work with zeal my love
Never give up to the end.
By Vincent Omondi
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