
Glory to victory,
Magnificence to uniqueness,
Write your path,
In the high of championship spirit.
In the bless of all good,
We must chalk out the way to glory and magnificence,
With truth, honesty and integrity.
Adios!

Glory to victory,
Magnificence to uniqueness,
Write your path,
In the high of championship spirit.
In the bless of all good,
We must chalk out the way to glory and magnificence,
With truth, honesty and integrity.
Adios!

A melodious tale,
Of comedy and happiness,
Of fun and spirit,
Of cheers and gain,
Of little things,
And rain.
A melodious tale,
Of union,
And of joy,
Of frolic,
And of frolicking,
Brings in the necessary boost,
That keeps a being happy,
Full of spirit and,
Truly cheerful,
As love grows in happiness,
And it blooms in cheer.
Adios!

The kindness of a flower,
Makes anyone smile.
Brings out the cheer in blossoms,
Lets the rhythm fly.
The kindness if flower,
Is genuine,
Hearty and bleautiful.
It is the kindness of the Lord,
That flowers have been existent forever,
Among us.

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Adios!

Coriander, the old and trusted little herb,
Adds magnificent taste to the palate.
It brings out the hidden aroma,
And adds new taste to the food.
It is a herb,
Which acts like magic.
Any food dish which doesn’t taste well,
Can be made better by adding or garsnishing the dish with coriander.
It’s green colour gives a soothing texture to the dish,
And it looks good too.
Thus, do love coriander.
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Adios!

Something old,
Turns up the strings,
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Brings in coolness,
And one’s own might lets it ring.
The sound echoes,
It reverberates.
That old thing turns out to be your old bicycle,
Which is truly yours,
To the bottoms unfathomed and unseen.
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Adios!