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Roses Are My Kin.

Roses are my kin,

I like them for they are made true in sunshine.

Roses are my kin,

In beauty and in nature,

There is nothing like their glory and asking.

Roses are my kin,

For my maternal grandfather was an expert gardener and they truly blossomed without anything.

Simply his love made them grow.

Roses are truly my kin,

For in roses,

We have found,

What we had lost.

Adios!

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An Adventurer.

An adventurer of international fame,

Roams the jungle in search of few animals tame.

He met with a lion and that scared the daylights out of his twilights and his most mighty thoughts were -“God please take me back home”.

After reaching home he became more brave and went inside a big jungle and was so terrified of his experiences that he nearly lost his mind and he gave up his job and became a tycoon instead.

He did go on to few more adventure trips but they were done completely in a closed and grilled bus where even adversity would take to its heels.

Adios!