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Fathers & Hookers, Wives Or Prostitutes

If but for the release
And the tension ease
Manya father can stand
Gathering guard in the band

But what husbands seek
Is found in the street's meek
For what a dollar can buy
Rivals a hostile baked pie

When women say I do
It is mostly because of who
Depending on the what they don't
And for a fixed cause, they won't

Give me this, buy me that
Why can't you be as others when wet
Wives accuse hookers foolishly
While husbands pay lavishly

A man can eat from his own hand
But there is a reason for husband
Woman, stick to the simple
BeĀ  to your own man what is ampleĀ 

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