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Aug 2019
VERBAL DIARRHOEA

Oh the poor soul, he always tried, to her hurt ;

With his verbal diarrhoea, as he often did blurt !

Honestly I wonder, how can one be so rude n  curt !

How can someone treat another so shabbily, like dirt !

Seems he had a collection huge under his girth;

Or off his pocket pulled out words rude, from his shirt.

A maiden sweet she was, kind, loving n affectionate.

Friendly and cute, the one anyone would love to date.

But today, see her if you do, she is in a pathetic state.

Happiness one cannot anymore see on her face, albeit !

Rude people crush can, a tender loving person's heart n fate.

Please help her to bring back her happiness n change her fate.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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