The words written by King Aje to his Son…
There is an evil I have seen under the sun, a beautiful woman with brains and character! How do they want us to cope?
Who can find a sumptuous woman, with degrees in sensuality and sexuality?
Her mates envy her for she has a diploma in humility and knows the dexterity of feminism
When she cooks, Heaven is at attention,
When she handles the books, even Professors are in confusion, for she is a marvel.
Her pride is in the works of her hands,
independently dependent of anyone,
shopping with skillful reserve that thy ATM card be not red!
Who wouldn’t want her to him wed?
Behold, her neck as long as her ambitions,
slender and sleek as the narrowly hidden treasures we seek,
so is her aura, shining on this convention.
Forget not the taste of her nipples,
Fear not the curves of her behind,
Hail her gift for causing heart throbbing ripples,
when thy lips in kisses bind.
My Son, whenever you find her,
do make sure you wife her
and forever life her.
Hear me my son, and thou would surely see the sun!
Take no offense when she has PMS
for at that time, the gods deem it fit that she bears no sense.
As the sky colour changeth, so does her mood waneth.
My Son, blessed are you when thou can recognise,
the woman, the girl or the mother speaking in her,
for thou would surely know which words to hold firm.
Never i say, never!
Say anything offensive about her weight, body or self,
that it might be well with thy peace of mind.
Forget not the benefits of having one woman,
and no other besides her.
That thy account may not be red, nor thy blood pressure high!
For what does it profits a man, if he spends on two rivers,
when one is enough to drown him!
Lastly my son, Tie this at the thumb of thy right hand.
God made a perfect man, but made his weakness, Feelings!
This is the evil that I have seen