Rude Poem

 

"He is like a girl or woman. His
face is feminine, pretty, nice,
and he writes poems, and works on
paintings, colors.
                                        "Above all, he
doesn't get out of the house.
If only he joins the boys at
the corner when they play
cards or mahjong, or when
they talk basketball and
cockfights, then he will stop
being like a woman.
                                                "I will
think he will be like a man.
He will brag and sneer at
passersby, and if he whistles
at me rudely I'll marry him."

 

 

 

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