aashka thakkar

Rookie (23 sepetember 1995 / patan)

Our Princess - Poem by aashka thakkar

She is our princess we must confess,

she laughs and plays and makes a mess.

She giggles a lot and tickles us pink,

she can get into trouble in a single blink.

She runs and sings and twirls around,

but when she gets mad she stomps the ground.

She is our princess we have confessed,

good and bad we know we’re blessed.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 10, 2009



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