In the foggy morning the heron that uses to take smell of river-body
Once it was arrived flying to the palace
And it made friendship with the princess.
It told her the biography of the river—
After hearing the awesome story the princess became over-excited!
And the dimension of her fascination touched the sky
The insect of desire bit her…She'll fly as heron in the river.
Suddenly rumbling of clouds! Tremor in the layer of earth!
The river became over tide! The chandelier oscillated!
The princess assuming a body of heron flew away in the river
And it chose fish life.
The heron assuming a body of princess got regards
Gradually her intention diverts into crazy domination…
The texture of spider is in deep conspiracy!
The spirit of Dragon is in the peak of her tongue!
Her hunger will not be appeased without eating heron's meat.
In panting hard a group of hunters ran away towards the river
The princess assuming a body of heron brought as tasty food
Under the fork and spoon!
The heron assuming a body of princess in well-dressed
Came to the gorgeous dining
And looked at the cook in daggers eye-
Why salt is insufficient in meat?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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