Wow! You've challenged me again,
With your frog eyes and frog head,
You think I should fall dead?
But the blood in me is racing with life
I am no more daughter, no more wife,
but a woman in whom goodness abounds,
In who no more pettiness shrouds,
The willful intentions of saving all child,
And never shedding a tear over your frog eyes.
With your frog eyes and frog head,
You think I should fall dead?
But the blood in me is racing with life
I am no more daughter, no more wife,
but a woman in whom goodness abounds,
In who no more pettiness shrouds,
The willful intentions of saving all child,
And never shedding a tear over your frog eyes.
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