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My neighbour Is very courteous We oft connverse On local topics Sometimes coffee or tea Creates laughter At his marvel home And sweet words Flow on his lips Once in june's rough weather Marriage of Miss. P The daughter of Mr. A Was at a banquet hall For us no card My son entered the hall In no time he was kicked out For there was a tattoo Pasted naturally on his face He returned humiliated And innocence lost
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC
My Neighbour
My neighbour Is very courteous We oft connverse On local topics Sometimes coffee or tea Creates laughter At his marvel home And sweet words Flow on his lips Once in june's rough weather Marriage of Miss. P The daughter of Mr. A Was at a banquet hall For us no card My son entered the hall In no time he was kicked out For there was a tattoo Pasted naturally on his face He returned humiliated And innocence lost
mohd-arshad
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 12:43 PM UTC
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