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It's time for me to do Marriage trade
Is it what some call bride price?
Never mind..I am a merchant so i call it trade 
Barter trade system is my best 
I give you a living thing for a living thing
Slave for a donkey
I will respect your business language of 'in laws' 
Its like mine of the 'by laws'
Since your daughter has all the arms to dig
Legs to walk, eyes to see and a stomach to puppet 
Yes
I am interested in this commodity 
So!!! let the trade begin...
To be fair 
I will take your daughter in exchange for six cows
If you hate cows
I can offer four goats in exchange for each cow 
I know goats are somehow stubborn like women
So we can think of hens 
Ten hens for each goat WHAT DO YOU THINK?
Or since we have the rats
and you enjoy these edible rats
I can give you 20 rats for each hen and then i take the girl
nice idea, don't you think so?
Don't fight 
We are doing trade here
You will be a billionaire 
Think about this
I will give you four thousand, eight hundred edible rats
For just one girl who has one head and only two hips
Its a fair deal old folk
Think about a farm of 4,800 edible rats!!
You will be voted the next village chief
For starting some big project around
As your daughter will shake out of her
My slave boys
Who will run my estate for years
see?

/*I wrote this poem with an African picture of 1800, 
If you still do this just know you are mad..
Happy women's day*/

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