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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=552340" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>(Father Poems) ... And The Sugar Moms Have Also Cashed In On The Ever Increasing Demand For Sex With Children</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm walking side by side<br>In the streets with my wife<br>She's gorgeous she's the greatest<br>Thing tha's ever happened to my wife<br>We walk side by side <br>It's marvelous Sunday afternoon<br>We hold hands never in the history<br>Of this town was a happier couple seen<br>I'm thinking of buying my wife a Ferrari<br>She must be given a palace this summer<br>I must thank her for all the love <br>She has given me and then <br>It happens and my dreams<br>Are shattered and I must<br>Go back to the drawing board again<br>And re-examine the reason for our marriage<br>And I must sit down and ask myself why<br>The woman(She was the daughter of a principal) <br>I wanted to marry woke up and set herself on fire<br>A day after I told her that I was no longer <br>Going to marry her<br>And I must ask the marriage counsellors<br>Why there was that painful look of<br>Betrayal on her unhappy to death face<br>And I must not forget to interrogate my <br>Mother she owes me an explanation and she<br>Must tell me why she raged and forbid me <br>Marry the departed lady of my choice<br>And threatened to excommunicate me form<br>The family if I did not marry the woman I<br>Did not want to marry of her arranged marriage<br>And I must watch what's going on right in front<br>Of my disbelieving eyes 'cause the look of terror<br>Has crept into my wife's eyes and boy she's like<br>A cornered tigress and she's trapped and the boy<br>Who is the same age as my son is hurling<br>Insults and words of abuse at her<br>And he accuses her and he says it's<br>Payback time and he demands to go to bed<br>With her and he threatens her with litigation<br>And he says she must go to bed with him as agreed<br>And my wife flees into unknowns of the world<br>And out of our marriage<br>And I stare at her fleeing figure<br>And I kneel down and I pray for<br>The souls of the young boys who're<br>Their toy boys and the sugar moms who have<br>Also cashed in on the ever increasing demand<br>For sex with children and really they're doing<br>Well for themselves their husbands are proud of them<br>The score is equal they have learned well the lesson<br>From their own husband's philandering ways</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ngaka+Motaung">Ngaka Motaung</a><div class=q>
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In the streets with my wife
She's gorgeous she's the greatest
Thing tha's ever happened to my wife
We walk side by side 
It's marvelous Sunday afternoon
We hold hands never in the history
Of this town was a happier couple ..."></div>
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