Men’s Fate Hangs
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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She wears what you mind
And throws what you frown at.
As she wears you mind her
And as she throws you accept,
Her looks stay graceful.
She threw her gems, jewels,
Clothes, virginity, fidelity,
And next in wait is her husband,
And still standing graceful.
Man is accepting what she dictates.
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