medha Reesaul Poems

Marry marry the old man said,
Your life will be merry,
He might be ugly,
But don't you worry,
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As I trail down the pathway,
We once walked,
My head spins and I'm in awe,
My heart stops and my body thwarts,
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So it begins
The tale of the handmaid and the fiery king.....
Listen O child to your master's cry
As frantically he tries to fight
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Always the bridesmaid,
But never the bride,
As much as it wounds my pride,
I try to keep my head up high,
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