Aug 2, 2009

rhyme!!! :O

sing little, oh! pretty bird,
let me first wash off this mud,
ask the peacock to wait for the rains,
dance when there are plenty of grains,
and oh! my dear black cloud having a small domain,
don't give my plants any strain....

and when they grow green,
the old will behave like a teen,
all will have a smile,
as the empty land will be full of food piles......

& thus I rhyme ... hearing the chyme..... don't laugh at it... if you don't like it... just BEAT IT!!....lolzzzz!!!

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