Limerick Of The Dry Fruits - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Fruits of love are now changing their shapes,
the raisins you see were nice juicy grapes,
food value and sweetness on the higher side,
tasteful in the winter for a casual tide,
still fresh enough for the nature's rapes!
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