Blame Your Choice
Don't blame her don't call her a misfortune
Stop calling her a good for nothing
Stop saying she is a devil in sheep wool stop the baptism with evil names
Blame yourself it's your choice
You choose to look at the size of her breast
You looked how loaded she was at the back
Ooh what did you call it? Size8, Coca-Cola shape
Don't call her a witch, she never bewitched her shape
Don't think the beauty of a cake determine it sweetness
And then a gain not all glitter is gold
And chooses have consequences so Bare
Copyright © Sarah Wachira | Year Posted 2021
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