Depression crept in
Will she fit in?
Will she win fighting?
Her inside wasn’t attractive and fascinating
Her rating was low by the biting
The hitting left her hurting
She wasn’t ready to talk
What the stalker did while at work
Everyone will be in shock
They won’t believe the talk
But this one morning
Natasha was seen as she puked
Her mum made her talk
She had to say “It’s Bill!”
Who made her “ill”
So after nightfall
They confronted Bill
It was time he paid the bill
But he denied the allegation
Sad it was love was in action
That they did it without coercion
So everyone supported the motion
And Natasha changed her station
From a girl to wife number four
Not anymore was marriage a rumour
And motherhood added flavour
A flavour with a bad odour
An odour not worth honour
So she left her homeland
To some Man’s land
So bad they did offend
A wife she was at the end
WATCH OUT FOR PART THREE
MayakaPoetry
THE PASSIONATE PURSUIT OF POETRY
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