My friend Lark,
Is divine,
Is great.
He isn’t superfluous.
He is meticulous.
He is true.
He is worthy and worthwhile.
He is benevolent.
But he isn’t merciful to those who knowingly do wrong.
Beware of that.
And he is excellently beautiful.
Adios!
My friend Lark,
Is divine,
Is great.
He isn’t superfluous.
He is meticulous.
He is true.
He is worthy and worthwhile.
He is benevolent.
But he isn’t merciful to those who knowingly do wrong.
Beware of that.
And he is excellently beautiful.
Adios!

The red mountain,in the far off region of a plateau was all alone.
The area was dry with hardly any vegetation left. There wasn’t a single mountain,hill or tree in its vicinity.
The red mountain was full of iron, so it was even more precious, but hardly very few people came there.
Once three bandits came upon that hill. They found it very interesting, that a hill all alone, in a dry area, was perfect for their hideout.
But all the hell broke lose when they struck the first hoe.
“Who dares to strike a hoe on my mountain?” Reverberated a loud voice. The bandits became so scared that they all ran away.
But they couldn’t go much ahead. Their whole road was blocked by barricades. They became more scared.
“How dare you run away?” That same voice shouted again.
The bandits started crying.
“You strike a hoe on my mountain and start crying?” That voice asked them loudly.
The bandits shuddered and wet themselves.
Soon a team of angels came down upon that place and arrested those bandits and took them to hell, where they rotted for eternity.
The red mountain was a secret and shall remain so.
Adios!

The Serene Morning,
Awaits us all.
It has to be beautiful,
Cool,
Calm,
And wonderful.
The morning shows the day.
It has to bright,
Otherwise,
Everyone feels let down,
Like a fallen down kite.
The serene morning,
Gives us that boost,
Which makes us the most happiest and keeps us going and rocking.
Adios!

A dancing dhingy,
Was floating on the sea.
It was dancing,
For the rain was pounding the ocean,
Just like an egg beater,
Which beats the egg most ruthlessly.
The dhingy had two dogs and three cats in it.
It also had two geese in it.
Their master had left the dhingy untied,
And the heavy rains played truant.
But soon the master came to his senses,
And arranged for a speed boat to chase his dhingy.
Meanwhile, the pets, in the dhingy,
Were scared,
And they had taken shelter under the roof in the dhingy.
The geese were praying to their angels.
Soon an angel appeared to the geese,
And said-“Don’t worry, the rain shan’t harm you”.
Just like a miracle happening in the Wild West Seas,
The master appeared in the speed boat,
And rescued his pets.
He tied the dhingy to the back of the speed boat,
And by the time they had reached the shore,
The dhingy was half wrecked.
The animals had fever,
And were checked by a veterinary doctor.
But all’s well that ends well.
Adios!

At night in Prague,
Which I couldn’t believe.
I was simply mesmerized,
By that beauty and charm of that city.
It was something which I had dreamed off.
The dream came true at last.
With the happiness,
With the bliss of all merriness,
The night came to an end at last.
Adios!