Seven wonderful colors of a rainbow,
Four fine seasons of the superb clime,
Twelve zodiac signs of the life and chart,
A cute nice playmate every fortnight,
Heaps of grains in our stores and hearts,
Wonderfully shiny yellow metal in our barns,
Overflowing crude oil to grow our high rise,
Let us prosper and flourish with loved ones around,
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