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Anxiety Of A Young Lady To Get Married

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Ripe, the plums fall from the bough;
Only seven-tenths left there now!
Ye whose hearts on me are set,
Now the time is fortunate!

Ripe, the plums fall from the bough;
Only three-tenths left there now!
Ye who wish my love to gain,
Will not now apply in vain!

No more plums upon the bough!
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Ratnakar Mandlik 18 January 2016

The different stages of the anxiety of a young lady to get married are depicted in a superb manner. A realistic write. Thanks for sharing.

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