Passing through the forest
And climbing the Mount Everest,
Touching the moon
And coming back soon.
...
In the morning, I play sitar.
At noon, I play guitar.
In the evening, I play flute.
And at night, I play lute.
...
In a big branch of tree, there lived a crow;
He always used to move to and fro.
He was very miser
...
I am a student, writing poems is my part-time hobby.)
Birds
Birds fly
Up-high in the sky.
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