Once upon a time long ago
When two women fought along,
They claimed to be a baby's mother
But both were acting like King Kong.
When they were not able to solve
The fight by themselves at all,
The King was informed about them
So both the mother were called.
The King heard both the women
But couldn't find which one lied,
So he decided to half that baby
For both, but one of them cried.
She requested the King to let
The other women take the child,
But not to cut the baby in halves
This idea is completely wild.
The King gave the baby to the women
Who revolted to not cut the baby,
And put the other women in jail
This patient a mother can't be.
She can never see her child
Being hurt from her own eyes,
And the end is waiting impatiently for
In the world whoever lies.
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Poet's note
Hey reader,
I am not a real poet as well but trying hard to become one. Would you mind helping me a bit?
Vote my ballad if it deserves that and give me your feedback in the comments below.
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