Treasure Island

rajendran muthiah

(16.03.1950)

Music Conquers their hearts


Carrying a guitar shows one’s wealth;
the girls give dates seeking joy in stealth.
Music lifts them in life;
soon with beards they’re in strife.
Outing with these vagrants ups your health.

Submitted: Thursday, May 09, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013

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Note: Research in South Brittany University shows
that 31% of women want to give dates to musicians.

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  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (5/15/2013 4:31:00 AM)

    very interesting news. Even if they don't want to communicate, at least they may sing the songs to ease themselves, so the dates can benefit from it.... (Report) Reply

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