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Daughter of Africa, carry your flower,
firmly gripping, your stronghold for girl power.
Timeless, ageless - t'will bloom thru' day and night.
Embrace and grace, your enviable moral light.

African girl, do carry your pride,
count not your petals, never shove 'em aside.
Let your petals grow - thru' blowing gentle breezes'
T'will fall, when ready to cease.

Girl of Africa, keep your virginity,
it ain't mere flesh - and it's worth your dignity
sweet nectar - prey bees yearning to sting
Promise to keep, till green bells do ring.

Daughters of Africa, safe guard your treasure,
your birds best gift, never'll he measure,
conserve and preserve - serve him on a golden plate
the love you'll deserve, so great tis' no debate

African girl, do hold your patience.
'tis not a burden, only by your conscience,
if you're not worth the wait -
Then he's not worth the bait!

Beware, African girl of substance,
of rogues, claiming by stance,
"Virginity is not dignity, but lack of opportunity"
Truth be told, till the breeze blows -
The flower is the best gift for your husband.