The clay idols of child Kartikeya
Of the yesteryear
As well as of the current year
Rather than immersing into water
Kept under the tree
As for being the idol of the child god,
Beautiful-beautiful colourful Kartikeyas
Dressed in sparkling costumes
Kept under
And the some which could not sold to
Were also placed under.
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