A Maiden without Man

You are fairest in your affairs and  it's a fact 

And we appreciate; you're quite disparate.

When first time; you came up to our sight, 

At that time we were, travellers of night, 

You've faught a long battle with the knights.

In context to liberate the-ackerland 

One thing that you did never miss, 

"Is waking at first light to kiss

the holy book" 

We never ever heard from you---the unthankfulness.

A fair shape, fancy wear and  hair gray, 

Selling flora's upon your little Navis.

In happy days of May, a fair trade 

You had, you ask none except the Allah.

Lo, it was your specific trait, O fair Maid, 

And every strarved that pass by your street, 

Told us all about your beautiful treat 

You're fairest in your affairs and it's a fact--

Aye!  You've costumed  your dog, clean and neat, 

That guard's your cabin veiled 

by Oak trees,

Before you came to the Merry land, 

You've dwelth a decard at overseas,

Then you've set up a nicest dairy plant.

Other week at the outskirts of dover beach.

All folks are giving you bless; for pure milk

They receive at home for their poor kids. 

The fair winds of bare hills, lost in musings 

Also recovered, better since few years 

You've been amid Us; the weak class

Whose eyes ever lay on relief flights 

You're fairest in your affairs and it's a fact...........