MY GIRLS
There isn't much that I feel I need
A solid soul and the blood I bleed
With a little girl, and by my spouse
I only want a proper house
I don't care for fancy things
Or to take part in a precious wait
And to provide the man you ask
I will, with heart, on my father's grave
I don't mean
To seem like I care about material things
Like a social status
I just want
Four walls and adobe slabs
For my girls
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