Shall I, a man of honour
Because of a woman grieve
Or waste my precious time on her
Because in love, she made me believe
Shall I, a man so courteous
Because of a woman despair
Or make my cheeks pale with care
Coz she seemed so gracious
How can I, a man with pride
Trust a woman who tells dreadful lies
Which make one gasp and stretch one's eyes
And yet expects to be my bride
Can I, a man of principles
Because of a woman be mortified
Who bahaves like feral animals
Yet claim that my love is fortified
Shall I, a man with etiquette
Because of a woman suffer
The horrible things she did
And the dreadful words she uttered
How can I, an earnest man
love a woman of that kind
I'm remarkably sorry Ma'am
But thanks for initially seeming so kind!
Jamaal