Madam
A woman preferred to be called madam,
Her chin’s level was at highest kingdom;
She bought a precious kayak,
To show she’s ma’am of luck;
At noon, she cried over her first huge scam.
At last, this woman changed her life’s tenet,
“Humble and simple mom!’ in her mindset;
She preferred to be called sis,
Wow! All owed her a big kiss;
Then dressed like sister, a nun with hair net.
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