Growing Nose Is Not The Only Aim

    GROWING NOSE IS NOT THE ONLY AIM

Dear father of my son and daughter,

Marry again someone for your look-after.

 

You are a man who just lived for fame,

And kept me quiet for your family name.

 

But where was the family's pride gone,

When you were falling in love like a stupid moron?

 

At the age of planning our pilgrimage,

You were decorating your wedding sage.

 

Marrying a girl of your daughter’s age in your sixty,

You showed there is no age for infidelity.

 

Shamelessly you throwed a party at the banquet hall.

Your marriage was a matter of laughter for all.

 

You romanced her like a lover insane,

Even when your daughter was looking through the window pane.

“My new mumma”, she didn’t want to call,

For this you slapped my daughter in front of all.

 

You gave your new wife all, whatever she said,

As I was always your house maid.

 

With her you were having life’s greatest fun,

Twist came when she had a great run,

With no one else, but her step-son.

 

She left with you not penny one,

But what I lost was my Dear son.

 

Look your son cheated too,

I am ashamed he got the same blood as you.

 

I leaving you and leaving all, without any claim.

Even if I am called the wife who deserted in disgust and pain.

Because for me now…

Growing nose is not the only aim.