Witty you;
You combat in your dispositon* * appearance
Your speech;
Your somber* * Silence
I like the waylaid;
You embark in life;
That is spontaneous flow;
From from Himalayas to kanyakumari;
You witty leader;
You brought laurels;
Belling all around the country;
But scented by sentationalism;
That is an outcry disparate;
Politics prolific you;
Accentuate you;
Balloon you bigger and bigger;
But your true nature subtle and soft;
But love will the youth of today;
Gandhian leader;
Will many more such Gandhian's emerge?
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