Just
Under
Modi
Thousands of ants
Emerge from their secure hole
With a grain of rice on their backs
Sacks of them
Hoarded
over the time
Grain by grain
All summer
Under
Modi
Thousands of ants
Emerge from their secure hole
With a grain of rice on their backs
Sacks of them
Hoarded
over the time
Grain by grain
All summer
Grasshopper gloated
"This winter
You and I
Will sing the same tune"
"This winter
You and I
Will sing the same tune"
The black crow cawed
Cawed cawed.....
Sitting on a tree
Watched it all
A golden ring
Hidden under its paw
Cawed cawed.....
Sitting on a tree
Watched it all
A golden ring
Hidden under its paw
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