Kings and Princes
Gather now, to heed wise counsel,
Beware and avoid looming peril.
The ear should listen keenly,
Or else, with the head, it will meet the grave.

Until you've faced loss,
You won’t see a woman’s true nature.
Until you've hit rock bottom,
You'll never understand the depths of her bossom.
Until you've shed all ploum,
You won’t know what makes her bloom.

Many are fair-weather Queens,
Departing at the first sign of the storm.
Many kings believed they were grounded,
Only to be uprooted in their sleep.

Take heed and hold fast, son,
Guard what is yours with vigilance,
Protect it fiercely, even from her.

By EbT Natal
[25/07/2024]
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