See this girl?
Now this one
is a troublemaker
Sometimes she's nice to me
and sometimes she's mean
I don't know why
I'm going to find you a husband
before you move out
of this building
If you bring a boy home
then change your mind
I'll get him out of here
I always take care
of the women in this building
You see, this poem here
you put yourself into this poem
I can tell it's real
You should write a poem about me
it better come from here (the heart)
See this girl?
She's writing a poem about me
I'm still waiting
How is your grandmother?
Your grandmother,
you went to visit her
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