If I'll ever have a daughter
I'll name her Mutheu,
Mutheu;
Born of the river
Clay as her father
The sun was her grandfather
And so together,
They brought the village girl
One so precious as a pearl,
"Kiveti kiseo kiuma kwa mwiai"
So did the old legends say,
The Phrase fits perfect to Mutheu,
Curvier than a banana
She smiles to sparkles,
As she sways her hips
From the river banks
Pot on her head
She balances ,
Leading all the glances,
The village girl Mutheu
She's so pretty
An perfection of beauty,
Marble oceanic eyes
Hair dazzle softer than cotton,
Skin brighter than gold,
The river gave us its best,
For Mutheu
Means clean and pure
Her love,
Your hearts cure.
If i ever have a daughter
I'll only name her; Mutheu.
Bard mwendwa 👾
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