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Monday, February 14, 2011

Lover's Wheedling


Ohh my Parle-G lite
I never saw a site,
Where we don't fight.

Days come and go,
But we always remain so.

Well we fight really fast,
But it never meant to be Last.

You believe I don't care,
But I must say it's not fair.

Ohh my Parle-G lite
You are my little Dynamite,
So it doesn't look good wen u r Quite.

So lets stop our Fight,
And make our days Bright.









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7 comments:

  1. NilanjanaFebruary 14, 2011 at 3:35 PM

    good one dear,....

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  2. AnkitaFebruary 14, 2011 at 3:56 PM

    Hmm... Nice !! :)

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  3. AnonymousFebruary 14, 2011 at 4:28 PM

    nice poem ...
    all the best for future :))

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  4. Anand MellamFebruary 14, 2011 at 6:37 PM

    Good one Mate,

    I didn't know that you had in you. Anyway let this valentine's day bring your parle- G lite closer to you.

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  5. SmaranikaFebruary 16, 2011 at 8:21 PM

    Nice One.....Kabisurya Nirakar Mishra

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  6. sandeepDecember 3, 2011 at 12:01 AM

    good one

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  7. Usama LaDLaJanuary 8, 2022 at 1:39 PM

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