Amazing First Lady Grace

They say, I should keep mum When I ambush my Samsons Naughting with Delilas; Razoring off their strength, Nay, they got it all wrong, Nay, they are misled. They say, my Samsons Are all grown ups, It is their right to injure themselves, I should let them be; Nay, they got it all wrong; Indeed, they are misled: If I follow their counsel, I would be corrupt indeed. My Samsons' rights Stem from my navel; Little do they know about The nine months journey. Nay, they got it all wrong This time; I am not seized by madness; I am just a caring mother; I give no apologies, Neither am I fazed by their Counsels misled! I will not watch my Samsons Being led to the slaughter Naughting with Delilas!