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Jul 2018
Deep in the jungle, where there was no light
The tree’s were swaying for there was a fight
Flora and Fauna the greatest of all
Hadn’t been called to the jungle ball

Flora now was a beauty but also a great ,boon to humanity
Fauna there was not so pretty, but she was real meany
Fauna said: This an offence I cannot handle
You go Flora , let me curse a bundle.”

“But you can come and take revenge with me
just you should not betray me”
said Fauna in a cunning voice
“I not know, it’s your choice.”

“Never will, I do so and you wait and see:
How I am turned queen you little spoiled bee,
the jungle is a beauty, I in charge
you see you little meany I am Flora,
Queen of the jungle, you cannot harm me

‘Well Well I gave you a chance, but you can’t dance
I am taking you away somewhere, you never no where”
and with that you see was a great flash
and flora and fauna were burnt to ash
There grew plants which were know to be flora and fauna, green and lush.
Written by
Mantrana Mahi Agarwal  13/F/Bengaluru, India
(13/F/Bengaluru, India)   
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