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The Tea Store.

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The tea store,

Has opened after eons.

It seemed as if such things didn’t exist on earth.

Now they are back in business.

It is a big cheer to see the shop open.

Folks from all parts of life are buying tea and biscuits.

But the pitfall is less.

The shop’s front has a big jar of cookies.

The cookie 🍪 is golden yellow in colour and is soft and made of wheat, sugar, milk etc.

I am simply waiting for the time, so that I can buy it.

Never mind,

Atleast the things are running,

And the cookie can wait.

And it is always safe to have tea at your home with whatever you wish,

Be it a warm bread or a biscuit or some snacks.

Adios!

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A Fun Toy.

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A fun toy,

And a teddy bear,

Became school mates.

The toy school,

Was huge,

Built by the toy king himself.

The fun toy,

Was really weak at maths,

And the teddy bear would often doze off at each class.

Both had their tiffin together and believe me,

Their tiffins consisted of bread butter,

Tomato sandwiches, ladoos, munchies,

Hamburgers, macaroni and cheese,

And long rolls of lengthy candies.

It was their tiffin box,

After which everyone hankered,

And sometimes big-big teachers would come and request them to share their food with them.

Once,

The toy king invited them for lunch.

They went and bowed before the king,

And had lunch with him.

The king presented them with two big and beautiful tiffin boxes.

That gave them immense popularity,

And they remained best friends for the rest of their life.

Adios!

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A Letter To Write.

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A letter to write,

Amongst various things,

Was a journey down the old memory lane.

It brought the wave of old laughter and feelings,

Subtely, tears came to the eyes,

As they were hard to be kept down.

Sometimes, such surging are the meltdown of big lumps of emotions.

Rolled around the alley of the mind,

Creating new waves of goodness,

The letter to write was written,

And from it stemmed a nature,

Which remains truthful,

To your core,

Forever and ever.

Adios!