Ululations of a Maid
Where my body may dwindle,
As hunger saddles the atmosphere
But sounds of Joy will always jingle;
As Mama will lushly care
Take me to that place
Where shelter may not shield from cold,
Yet I am cuddled in love untold
Where luxury os but a tale,
But zest never goes stale
Take me to that place
Where I am clothed in nakedness,
But not stripped of my happiness
Entangled by poverty's web,
But free from the wrath of a boss
Take me to that place
Take me home!
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