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Thursday, 17 March 2016

SONNET NO 17 (A Sonnet is a poem of fourteen lines)

None like colors,
None like prints,
Brown Black and Grey,
And their shades and tints,


Nothing must have chilly,
Nothing must have spice,
Just seafood and meat,
Or dessert is called nice,


Juices are plenty,
The fridge is never empty.
Everywhere is coffee,
It's the spice of life,

Change your thinking for a blink,
Life's got more than you think.


(Take a break,go visit Varanasi in India ,book on airbnb.com and stay in LIME VILLA ON GANGA GHAT)

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