Why did ye O lord made bonds
To which they call weddings?
Why daughters are disowned to
Others for living and feedings?
They deal a severe dilemma
You know well
With every wind blow
They rise and fell
They can't turn up from where
they were sent
And at the new place they
remain guest unattend
Absorb their tears,it is all they
do each moment
They aren't permitted to
rejoice or to lament
I know lord for you created
this institution it can't be waste
But dear lord some marriages
Aren't just Great!

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