Fare And Ware Poem by gnrao rao

Are you with me?
Are we your friends?
Are you all here?
Are they there?
Why are you asking
these questions?
Because do these
help you in any way?
Don't ever touch
the BARE wire with
your bare hands.
I cannot bear
this news.
Bear dances at
the order of his
master.
I care more for
Your health, safety
and security.
Please take good
Care.
Success come to those
Who dare.
If you travel by bus
or train,
pay the fare,
Don't tell the conductor,
you are very fair,
And you are going to
the fair.
It is not fair
to go the fair
without paying
the fare.
Hare lost because
of over-confidence,
and being very proud.
The hare with fluffy
white hair and
Red lips is very
beautiful.
At Hidumbi temple
in North,
they get moeny
by allowing you
to have a photo
with the white hare.
It is rare to find
white mare,
Which one will
run and win in the
race?
The horse of the mare?
To get a good friend
these days,
it is rare.
It is rare to see
A driver reversing
His car without
the rear mirror.
Kitchenware, stoneware,
House-ware.
We find these
shops
everywhere.
You are
to care not to
walk in the cold
bare,
if you dare, you
may catch cold.
Hare running slow
is rare.
Mare is the femenine
of Horse.
Tare weight is calculated
of the container,
Without any load.
ware-house is nothing
but where we store goods.
Farewell is given
to those who retire.