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I will be your good child, will be very timid and mild,I will be your future support, oh! My dearest Father, let me live and don’t kill me rather.

I will educate myself and give you fame, I will raise up your name, will never lest put you to shame, I’m your daughter, Let me not be a Lamb of Slaughter.

Do not drown me in bucket of milk, Or bury me in a grave of Silk, Do not kill me before my birth, Let me live, I’m the hope of Mother Earth.

I’m your daughter, not a mean of Slaughter, Oh! My dear father, I’m not meant to be killed rather.

Written By- Rajeshwari D’costa, (Mumbai).

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