She, travelling in abus
Long distance,
Felt delvery pains,
Lay down in the aisle,
Passengers made
A cover of long cloth,
After an hour
Delvered a girl child
Who were taken
To the city hospital,
The hurry of birth registry
In heavens making
A merry day for
The passengersat the arrival
Of one more new born.
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