If you talking about wisdom
I got it and its rich
Let me give you some of it
Just to keep you enrich

If you’re bad to people
You would be termed a witch
You’ve got the power
Use it to grant a wish

To the hopeless
Life is not a bed of roses
There are thorns
If you are patient enough
It would soon be your turn

To the about to weds
She seem to the one right
Because your relationship is tight
But what happens when you fight
Would she still be the one right?

To the reporters
Be frank
Your words could cause cranks
And frankly
We would become cranky

To be continued soon