There was a verdant pasture somewhere
Whose land was the very picture of beauty
How can the beauty of that elegance be described
Brooks of sparkling water were running on every side
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I say, , , , REVOLT! Go forth into that wilderness and protect each other's back. Or go humbly back to the farmer and beg his pardon for wanting a little kindness
Ha ha, so interesting, funny but wise speeches. Iqbal the great!
It’s great but I want it’s full poem with tone