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I saw a lady, In streets of daisy, With her bright beauty. Looking like a lily, Walking like fairy, And gorgeous face she carry. Glamour in her face, Princess in style. Had pearl like eye, With kindness like tie. Shown her beautified love, Straight haters become curve. I asked her name To make her fame. "No name" said she, Maybe she is glee. She is like tree, Serves everyone for free. Devil also try, To make this flower dry. But never she cry. To teach, she try Never laugh at they As everyone is infinite sky.
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Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 10:37 PM UTC
"Lady at street"
I saw a lady, In streets of daisy, With her bright beauty. Looking like a lily, Walking like fairy, And gorgeous face she carry. Glamour in her face, Princess in style. Had pearl like eye, With kindness like tie. Shown her beautified love, Straight haters become curve. I asked her name To make her fame. "No name" said she, Maybe she is glee. She is like tree, Serves everyone for free. Devil also try, To make this flower dry. But never she cry. To teach, she try Never laugh at they As everyone is infinite sky.
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Hazaribagh
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 10:37 PM UTC
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