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MY GIRL, MY LOVE...
MY GIRL, MY LOVE...
I loved a gorgeous young girl,
Who moved like a naughty squirrel,
Her hair had an enchanting curl,
Which made my heart to whirl...
I was mad of her sweet smile,
Which twisted my heart for awhile,
My eyes got pulled to her at a mile,
On looking at her walking style...
When I glanced at her reddish lips,
It made my both eyes to flip,
Then it charged up my finger tips
And I expressed her by my pen's nib...
We often had an evening walk,
Where I impressed her by my talk,
Now to the world I shall declare,
That she & I are world's finest pair...
-Sharat Kumar.V
I loved a gorgeous young girl,
Who moved like a naughty squirrel,
Her hair had an enchanting curl,
Which made my heart to whirl...
I was mad of her sweet smile,
Which twisted my heart for awhile,
My eyes got pulled to her at a mile,
On looking at her walking style...
When I glanced at her reddish lips,
It made my both eyes to flip,
Then it charged up my finger tips
And I expressed her by my pen's nib...
We often had an evening walk,
Where I impressed her by my talk,
Now to the world I shall declare,
That she & I are world's finest pair...
-Sharat Kumar.V
Published 19th Jun 2012
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