One day my travel was through a farm
I saw a charmer reciting a charm
As i began to ask his charm
He yield number of hounds in farm
All the hounds began to chase my
I lonely began to feel unfree
I drove the car much fast
Hounds then left me at the last
The i never travel through that farm
And never saw the evil spelling a charm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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