I observe far and wide
A farming countryside
Flourishing crops abide.
Men get ready to plough
Women join them in slough
Together know it to do how.
Nearby river water flows
A hardworking mob sows
Greenery everywhere bestows.
Blackish fertile soil supports
Paddy disorderly purports
I waited for mob’s reports.
The whole village’s crowd
Wholeheartedly vowed
And everyone feels proud.
The government was kind
As the people nicely bind
On cultivated land and signed
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