Mohammad Ahmad
02-08-2014, 12:31 PM
The sultan daughter
To her prince
She derisively shrills
In her snobby dress
She whirls
Among her servants,
Proudly she struts
In her wide skirts
To her slave
Would thin the phrase
To fellow her
Obediently with no care
As it were
Shame not, to go upstair
To commit adultery
The mass of mob
And either who is sob
Would repentantly hold a grudge
As a comedian's stooge
She wears her brogue
She hardly fears the sultan
Just to follow her Satan
To her prince
She derisively shrills
In her snobby dress
She whirls
Among her servants,
Proudly she struts
In her wide skirts
To her slave
Would thin the phrase
To fellow her
Obediently with no care
As it were
Shame not, to go upstair
To commit adultery
The mass of mob
And either who is sob
Would repentantly hold a grudge
As a comedian's stooge
She wears her brogue
She hardly fears the sultan
Just to follow her Satan