Blossoms Poem by Mahendiran v..

cunning fellows running to there take care my dear baby
Winning bread is thundering duty wake up my dear baby
world is worst that do not you know hike up my dear baby
cover your ground well tower your eye sure watch up by dear baby

time is fair now crowd more wait there protect your flowers
you know or not does not matter protect your flowers
pretty beauty cutely are there protect your flowers
baskets were there all have brought them protect your flowers