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I’m a Bengali in sombrero An Indian from Kolkata I live at a stone’s throw From where flows the Ganga.
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My words may not always be eloquent, but they are true. Writing to purge my soul rather than to please another is cathartic. Enjoy my ...

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Sam Stone Grenier  Feb 2016
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he bought himself a bike of the very best
took it to the racecourse to put it to the test.

now the mouse ready for his favourite race
all lined up to go mouse he took his place
then they all set off fifty maybe more
through the roads and bends they began to soar.

mouse he took it steady holding back his pace
till it was near the finish then open up and race
just a mile to go mouse he took the lead
opened up his throttle going very fast indeed.

passing all the others  with his faster pace
mouse he crossed the finish line he had won the race
now he was a rider in isle of man tt
his name his on his trophy for all the world to see