Him we shall fear, so, she after
We all born to salute you forever
Love and peace upon you mother
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When infirm you stayed up nights
Sensing my needs only by sight
Caring for me you ever alert
Wishing my smile but you I hurt
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The weary nine moons shall vow
The bleak times and heaves you sigh
To you godlike princess I bow
Bow to her in awe no matter how
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When born you would hug me to breast
Feeding me twice autumns your potion
Balmy your tears; so your cosy nest
Blessed you! Your pat a patent lotion
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Your unearthly desires I recollect
Blue berries now and times watery date
There are they then preferring naught
The creator’s wisdom to the great birth
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I a crawler fascinates you a lot
Let alone toddling on earth joyful and safer
You shall be thanked and loved most
Would I grow up ever your cherished dream
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A grown and fully blossomed spoiled boy
A bud you ever prayed for my sake
Could I live long and full life enjoy
Now ailing, I wish demise for your sake
