Border work in the sunny hour
Sometimes moves to the bear bar
Don't pull me onto your thigh
Let me rest an hour, my dear!
Down your pious, don't be more biased
Need your pattering rather joking anything
I am wimpy and needn't to back there
Can I sleep? May be an asleep entirely forever?
Copyright @Dr. Bedadyuti Sahoo (Date: 10.04.2024)
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