The left over women
There are a few hundred millions
Longing for companionship
Finding hard to get in the circle
They want to feel romance
Light up their lives for once
But they find it so difficult
When men playing hard to get
But the men will say
They demand to high dowries
They can't afford to pay
They rather go elsewhere
The leftover women
Rich pretty and talented
Yet living alone in their homes
With cats or dogs as companions
The left over-women
Young or divorcees or widows
Finding hard to live in romance
In the nights they will cry for solace
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