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The Best Poem Of Sunday Sanda

Hunger

The angry hungry lion roars, hunting the bush
The Magnetic Urine later caught the careless
animals and fell.Big Thanks to 'Richard Turere' for great invention, that saves our cow from dreadful lion, now the brave snug patiently.

Screaming baby wake up in the night, mother
singing lullabic and dancing like mad man dancing
without drum, little paddy hear not the mother' quivering

which song to sing? to quench this burning fiery
The lord that takes nothing but food, beating me again
Whirling round my belly, now the fuel has finished

Kwashorkor and Marasmus has beaten up our young
Sumanian, Pem incited them to us, the squire protest angrily
schwab tried for us but later died penniless

wriggle whimper the whack of this wheeze
we later felt relief of this deadly disease
yet hungry not only for bread

Hungry people feed with five loaf of breads
and two fishes.feed me also in the drought
season, when the rich will become bare

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