It is morning when you run,
Your hands full of bun,
You went to your friend’s house,
Not to meet the bat, cat or the mouse,
But to the person whom you love,
You went to a lake full of dove,
There you sat and dipped your leg,
You felt bored,
Then,
Listen child,
Don’t get wild,
Play with your friend,
But, save yourself from flatter,
It can cause your bond to end,
Then no one is with you to chatter.
December, 2025
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